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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539671" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Christmas Goose</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mr. Smiggs was a gentleman,<br>And he lived in London town;<br>His wife she was a good kind soul,<br>And seldom known to frown. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas on Christmas eve,<br>And Smiggs and his wife lay cosy in bed,<br>When the thought of buying a goose<br>Came into his head. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the next morning,<br>Just as the sun rose,<br>He jump'd out of bed,<br>And he donn'd his clothes, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Saying, &quot;Peggy, my dear.<br>You need not frown,<br>For I'll buy you the best goose<br>In all London town.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So away to the poultry shop he goes,<br>And bought the goose, as he did propose,<br>And for it he paid one crown,<br>The finest, he thought, in London town. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Smiggs bought the goose<br>He suspected no harm,<br>But a naughty boy stole it<br>From under his arm. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Smiggs he cried, &quot;Stop, thief!<br>Come back with my goose!&quot;<br>But the naughty boy laugh'd at him,<br>And gave him much abuse. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But a policeman captur'd the naughty boy,<br>And gave the goose to Smiggs,<br>And said he was greatly bother'd<br>By a set of juvenile prigs. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the naughty boy was put in prison<br>For stealing the goose.,<br>And got ten days' confinement<br>Before he got loose. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Smiggs ran home to his dear Peggy,<br>Saying, &quot;Hurry, and get this fat goose ready,<br>That I have bought for one crown;<br>So, my darling, you need not frown.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Dear Mr Smiggs, I will not frown:<br>I'm sure 'tis cheap for one crown,<br>Especially at Christmas time --<br>Oh! Mr Smiggs, it's really fine.&quot; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Peggy. it is Christmas time,<br>So let us drive dull care away,<br>For we have got a Christmas goose,<br>So cook it well, I pray. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;No matter how the poor are clothed,<br>Or if they starve at home,<br>We'll drink our wine, and eat our goose,<br>Aye, and pick it to the bone.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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And he lived in London town;
His wife she was a good kind soul,
And seldom known to frown. 

'Twas on Christmas eve,
And Smiggs and his wife lay cosy in bed,
When the thought of buying a goose
Came into his head. 

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