That goose,
we saw him that one day,
a Sunday,
we were coming home from church,
I helped out with the kids,
they love the puppets,
he was alone
in the parking lot
of an abandoned mall
living his life
like nothing was wrong.
Jen named him George.
We pretended he was curious.
Our little Curious George,
the goose who flew solo.
We kept driving on.
We laughed for I don't know
How long.
When do you see
a goose alone?

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