Short Adventuresilver Poems

Moose ? Geese ?

So with a moose in my closset, and these mice in my ears, you ask me to spy a Walrus ?
So the moose turns into geese and our geese turn to a moose and the walrus turns into a 
hundred clams ?
Then !  our new moose stomps the clams until shining silver coats the sand and 1 crying gold 
fairy cries a space elf..
The geese eat the silver and fly away gold ducks.. but nothing really changed for them at all.