Outrageous, outrageous, outrageous! How dare that old man tell Simpleton to cut down MY tree! How dare that old man reward Simpleton’s generosity with the ruining of MY life! Did he ask? Of course not! I heard it all, I know what happened – that old man asked all of Simpleton’s brothers to share their fine fare and they didn’t. Fine, I found it funny they missed the tree and hit their leg with their ax, but just because Simpleton shared his stale bread and sour beer with the old man didn’t mean he had to cut down MY tree!
Oh, and his hands! Disgusting, calloused, sweaty hands gripped and ruffled my perfect golden feathers. I honked at him in horror, and he said, “Nice goose,” as if afraid I would bite him. I would have done it too, if my I
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I, for one, absolutely scorn those to preen in the light of the stage. Imagine! That daft bumpkin decided he could possibly earn some money by introducing me as ‘a wonder of the world.’ I harrumphed, but he obviously mistook my annoyance as hunger, and he force-fed me some of his stale bread. Yuck – the old man should have thought about providing my new tyrant with better food supplies. At least then, my wellbeing would be better cared for. I had a long, miserable journey ahead of me – Simpleton was determined to go to town, even though everyone knows golden geese stay in the …show more content…
They warned him away, and not to touch them in anyway, but of course, my magic compelled him to do so anyways. I do admit, Simpleton and his little hollering lot made me laugh, but Simpleton just patted my head and said, “Good Goosey.” I manage to locate seven more protesting additions by the time the palace came in sight, and I may have enjoyed myself a bit too much. I emphasize, a bit. After all, everyone deserves a chance to laugh –