Follow The Leader Poem by Lamar Cole

Follow The Leader



Nothing could be sweeter.
Than seeing geese playing follow the leader.
Mama Goose was guarding the rear.
So that she could look out for her baby geese so dear.
Papa goose was at the point.
Ready to take care of anything that seemed out of joint.

Sunday, April 28, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: birds
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