The first day of spring: we spent it in the park.
The humen were talking when a little dog shed a bark.
A member of the group of the overpopulated geese,
was attacking the dog who seconds before sneezed a sneeze.
Usually the dog chased birds as a hobby,
now it was in cold blood, which made me all sobby.
Luckily he was strapped to his leash made of leather,
that on which I can count on in all types of weather.
Realizing the obstacle that kept him from the goose,
I tried to do my share by attacking it with my shoes.
When the bird was gone and the commotion was in hand,
he enjoyed a sip of luxury water from a fine swedish brand.
