Happily as it could be always
For the goose
Surely taking what it may present
When I could possibly see
Days when I did the same
Of taking up Uncle Joe dangling lifestyle
Which I could remember quiet good to emulate
Since some goodies was supposed to be in there
For the family especially me
But not to realise
That what is good for the goose is good for the gander
No, no, no, what is good for the goose may not be good for
the gander
When all yield different results
To think or upheld
In tons of thousands
Which only a foolish could revisit
Back when his foolishness is at peak
You could imagine not just good to after all
Since it never promised any good at the end
Oh yes, he did it to become a star
Which only would shoot at dawn or sometimes in the
afternoon?
When the sun so dazzles and heats the grounds
Convincing me of the depletion of the ozone layer
Yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes
What is good for the goose?
May not be good for the gander
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