I had forgotten (it's been a while) quite how much bird life there is surrounding Lake Merritt, and how big it was, until I went running there this morning.
I wrote the following maybe eleven years ago, but I think it is good for an outing here:
Three perspectives on the goose invasion
I
A gloomy evening, dreary streets
Out in search of simple treats
I saw a van, I saw police
They were apprehending geese
II
The world's a dungeon, strange and wild
Home to many beasts reviled
Travellers beware! The evil goose
Is once again upon the loose
III
I couldn't see, I couldn't hear
My brain was seized with a fit of fear
I tried to resist, but they were too many
They wanted bread, but I hadn't any
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