Old Mother Goose,
When she wanted to wander.
Would ride on the back
Of a very large gander.
Mother Goose had a house,
T'was built in a wood,
Where an owl at the door
For a sentinel stood
She had a son Jack
A plain-looking lad,
He was not very good,
Nor yet very bad.
She sent him to market,
A live goose he bought,
"See mother", says he,
"I have not been for nought."
Jack's goose and her gander
Grew very fond;
They'd both eat together
Or swim in the pond.
Jack found one fine morning
As I have been told,
His goose had laid him
An egg of pure gold.
Jack ran to his mother
The news for to tell,
She called him a good boy,
And said it was well.
Jack sold his gold egg
To a merchant untrue,
Who cheated him out of
A half of his due
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Then Jack went a-courting
A lady so gay,
As fair as the lily,
And sweet as the May.
The merchant and squire
Soon came at his back,
And began to belabor
The sides of poor Jack.
Old Mother Goose
That instant came in,
And turned her son Jack
Into famed Harlequin.
She then with her wand
Touched the lady so fine,
And turned her at once
Into sweet Columbine.
The gold egg in the sea
Was thrown away then.
Until an odd fish
Brought the egg back again.
The merchant then vowed
The goose he would kill,
Resolving at once
His pockets to fill.
Jack's mother came in
And caught the goose soon,
And mounting its back,
Flew up to the moon.
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