
Mother Goose, Mother Goose
There was once a Golden Goose
that laid golden eggs which
Simpleton broke.
Lady, Lady where do you fly?
Virgin dressed
love in your breast.
The Goosegirl followed the Gander
upstairs, downstairs and in
my Lady's chamber.
Leda made love with a swan.
We light the candle and float the flower boat.
I send a wish for a friend.
Afterwards I walk in the swaying crowd
tread the tough grass through the bazaar
where stalls and sideshows invite us to
flip a coin or taste strips of braziered meats.
I throw a coin into a bottle cap,
all around are dark eyed girls with
singsong voices wearing pretty
bijou clips in their hair.
& the sloe-eyed boys have smiles
that sparkle like the exploding fireworks.