For Gobble had been his last dainty meat,—
So hungry he really did feel,—
And resolved in his mind to accomplish this feat,
And have the young goose for a meal.
So he slyly lighted a bundle of straws,
And made no more noise than a mouse,
Then lifted himself up on his hind paws,
And quickly set fire to the house.
’T was soon in a blaze, and Goosey awoke,