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Your touching story inspired me to write a poem.
The Goose
There is a lonely goose
On our pond
Has he come inland
Because it is cold?
He circled once
And without a mistake
He knew very well
He was far too late
The geese have fled
And with them my heart
Just one lonely goose
With my hand up his arse.
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