A bird with a woman on board
Came flying by
We saw, we marvelled
Then dismissed it all
An illusion said some
Figment of your imagination said the learned ones.
The next day they flew by again
Heads were raised, tongues wagged
Such silly times they all agreed
A bird being flown by a girl
A girl, could you imagine?
The girl in question was unmoved,
When later in the supermarket
She was asked: Why? How?
She shrugged and said, why not?
The man who asked scoffed
Said it couldn’t be true
Called her a liar, a whore,
Said she was obviously a scarlet woman
But the girl produced an egg,
A golden egg
Which made them all stop and take notice
Where do you think this came from?
She left them dumbfounded
Skipped off humming
Something about the goose
Who laid the golden egg.