051310e Wild Fowls Poem by Manonton Dalan

i hear clacking in the woods
they're stealthy and very swift
they probably smell my scent
meat eating; milk drinking man
i'll be mile away they know me
my walking stick makes noise

i only use when i'm in wilderness
to drive away the legless creatures
yes, they're scared as much as i do
geese doesn't run away they're plenty
they look at you funny then keep eating
if they have gooselings they chase & bite