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Prophecy of the Goose

Up and down, and all around
The goose takes flight
So, hold on tight
To the left, then the right
The boiling river is quite a sight
The promise is to never return
Promises, promises, will they ever learn?
The rapids and geysers make the water churn
A look away, a searing burn
I can’t help, it’s your turn