• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 05
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No Snow Goose

Made of wire, its frame unseen
Took my goose where others preen.
Its little yellow wig on show
Presented her to all I know
Designed to draw attention
I wanted some reaction
Engineered goose, must pass muster,
Struts her stuff so all must trust her.
She turns her head, her eyes a gleam
Nothing is missed, nothing unseen
Internal camera looking out
Mechanised marching, little doubt
The only snow goose here today
A visitor from far away
Secrets observed behind the lines
For she is special, one of a kind.