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Dec 2014
Traveling along a county road,
nine geese I spied which by me strode.
The sum of their total did make me heartsick,
as mating for life is what makes them tick.
Hunting season is here they say,
one is lonely because of foul play.
When you see an odd number of geese,
please don’t let one of them cease.
Remember they mate for life,
please don’t take ones wife.
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Dustin Matthews
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Dustin Matthews  New York
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