Goosey Goosey Gander

Goosey goosey gander,
Whither shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man
Who wouldn't say his prayers,
So I took him by his left leg
And threw him down the stairs.

I didn’t realise it was quite so dark … anyway, we have a lot of geese in the town and they seem quite friendly to me.

Off for tea to our friend Murdo’s later, which should be nice.

Have a good day all.