Among the rippled waters,
swam a family of geese.
A mother.
A father.
3 little goslings that follow.
"Follow us, oh little children,
for wherever you swim,
might not be the safest waters.
For wherever you look,
might not be the best thing to see.
But for whatever you feel like,
your red-beak parents,
are there.
Follow us, oh little children.
Swim where we swim.
Watch how we make the waters ripple,
as no harm may find us or likewise.
Close your eyes,
from the things that bother,
and open them to see
the beauty of the world.
Follow us, oh little goslings.
Follow us."
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