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Oct 2015
When that day comes,

when the clouds darken,
when the shadows lengthen,
when there is no escape,

when my goose
  is good and truly cooked,

I hope to relish a meal
  of tender fowl
before it's time to go.

   ~mce
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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