
Having previously purchased six-geese-a-laying
Man!
Them badboys just loll around the house without a care!
I visited a neighborhood FarmMarket where a local yokel had French Hens prominently advertised.
I figured the Parisians might assist the geese out of their apparent malaise.
So I decided to talk to the French Hens; just to make sure they were authentic.
Well wouldn’t you know!
They were only fluent in Bock!Bock!
The swindler had the audacity to ask me what I was doing.
I yelled at the top of my Sherlock Holmes inflected voice
“The ruse is up!”, startling the Caillard hens
They all busted out Bock! Bocking!
A general look of disdain glowered from their beady eyes at my unwanted discovery
Heads bopping up and down in a scolding manner!
Nary a Merci Beaucoup amongst the flightless crew?
A fitting end to the larks of whose intention was to make me the mark!
Needless to say, I walked out of their as proud as a peacock
For having exposed this collossal fraud
With the swindler in hot pursuit of his full throttled phonies
Prancing indignantly now; Unashamed throughout the market
Merry Christmas!