TEXT 122 199  At the end of the day, I gather the goose 
MTEXT 92 220 eggs.  
TEXT 145 220 Sometimes I talk to the geese.
TEXT 122 241  “Lay me an egg for a fine cake, my friend,” 
MTEXT 92 262 I said to my favorite goose one day.  
TEXT 390 262 I was 
MTEXT 92 283 dreaming of a fluffy white cake with strawberry 
MTEXT 92 304 frosting.
TEXT 122 325  My goose laid me an egg— a STRANGE egg!
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