Flash Fiction #263 – A Girl and a Goose

Flash Fiction #263 – A Girl and a Goose

The other farm hands called Maeve Mother Goose for how the runt gosling she saved followed her around. 

 

She cried when it produced its first golden egg, for she knew the greed of man. 

The buried eggs were found. 

Maeve fought for her goose. For biting a soldier, she was to be hanged.

She was spared when her goose refused to lay its eggs. 

 

Maeve and the magic bird were caged for sixty years. 

When the goose produced its final egg, they were set free. 

The old pair traveled the countryside, telling children nursery rhymes.

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