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The Silly Goose Game


I sit crisscrossed in the silly goose game

I wish and I might

I wish and I might

I wish and I might that I will be chosen

I wish and I might that I will be golden

But no one chooses me

They run round and round like silly gooses

But i sit like an odd duckling

I sit with a frown for not being picked

I am the runt of the litter, the uncared, the unwanted

I pray for change but prayers aren't filled often

So i wait patiently for somebody to answer 

Until Gabriel with a smile touched and poked and made me the silly goose

My heart no longer sad I jumped and skipped, for the silly goose was already within

A rainbow tint across my heart

I play and giggle and drop quick

 

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