I married a goose
And lived in a pond
People did frown
About our bond
We got no peace
In my hometown
Ran to the city
Got hounded around
People were cruel
Spat in my face
Said I should stick
To my own race
People will say
You should live your life
What business of theirs
Who I take as a wife
If they grew feathers
If they grew a beak
Then maybe from them
A wife I would seek
First published in Green Dragon 6