Quite frankly, Mavis, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. He sent you on a wild goose chase, and you were as silly as a goose to follow.
You knew from the start that he was loose as a goose. Before that you wouldn’t say boo to a goose, and now you’ve really cooked your goose. It gives me goose bumps just thinking about it.
I told you to tell him that you were making a wigwam for a goose’s bridle, but no! you had to have him think you were the goose that laid the golden egg.
It’s why I baked you a gooseberry pie and written down a list of ways you’ve plucked your goose. Take a gander while you eat instead of swanning around like a peacock.
Weave a Web 
On a roll now, Bruce!
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I fear becoming boring!
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Never!
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There are endless cliches to be worked on. A veritable Aladdin’s cave. Or, Pandora’s box.
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A veritable witch’s brew.
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That wasa big ol’ honkin’ tale.
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That’s one I never thought of! Also since thought of Mother Goose.
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Goosey goosey gander,
Whither dost thou wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my lady’s chamber.
There I met an old man
Who wouldn’t say his prayers,
So I took him by his left leg
And threw him down the stair
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Darn – Goosey gander is another one I never thought of!
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Apparently throwing someone down the stairs is duck soup.
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I wouldn’t have imagined those possible uses of goose in my wildest of dreams. A delightful enlightenment was the phrase ‘a wigwam for a goose’s bridle’! I guess there is nothing left to say.
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“A wigwam for a goose’s bridle” was an idiomatic phrase that I thought a number might have trouble with. My father used to say it! I first remember its use when I asked my father what he was making, and he said “A wigwam for a goose’s bridle”. As it turned out he was making a dolls’ house for my sister on her birthday!
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You are just becoming fowl now.
I wish you would have used gaggle!
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Gaggle would’ve been brilliant! I wrote it at 3 in the morning so I wasn’t at my best!!
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Honk! Your constant gaggle appreciates this story.
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Birds of a feather…
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Thanks for reminding me Bruce. My Mother’s favourite was ‘wigwam for a goose’s bridle’ I’m sure she used it daily.
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Well that’s ducky.
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