Goosey Gander’s feathers ruffled. He was spitting mad upon learning that Little Red Rooster had moved in on his territory with the aim of becoming the foremost fowl in Mother Goose Land. Hissing and honking, Goosey called for his trusted advisor and Consigliere, the Clever Hen, the only bird who could calm the maniacal goose. She clucked soothing words of comfort, and the Gander relaxed, reaching a state of centered serenity.
She nodded, and an arrow came whistling through the air and into Goosey’s neck.
Savory goose pie was set before the King, and there was peace in the barnyard.
She nodded, and an arrow came whistling through the air and into Goosey’s neck.
Savory goose pie was set before the King, and there was peace in the barnyard.
