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Young  geese  are  silly,  and  the  fox  is  sly,  {Enter Fox unseen.)
                       Remember  that  when  you  pass  him  by.   {Shakes her fingers)
                      And,  children  dear,  whatever  you  do,
                       Never  listen  to  him  when  lie  speaks to you !
                       And  stay  you  at home when  the  hour  is  late,
                       Or sad,  sad  indeed,  will  be  your  fate.
                       Young geese  are  silly,  and  the  fox  is  sly,
                       Remember that  when  I  die,  die,  die I   ( Young  Geese  kneel beside


                                                F i r s t   Y o u n g   G o o s e .
                      Oh,  mother  clear,  we  will e'er be  true,
                      When  the  fox  is  near  we  will  think  of  you.


                                               S e c o k d   Y o u n g   G o o s e .
                      And  though  we  may  believe  he  is  nice,
                      W e’U  bo  sure  to  remember  your  good  advice;
                      And  chance  we  to  meet him,  whenever  the day,
                       W e’ll turn  our  faces  the  other  way.

                                          B o t h   Y o u n g   G e e s e   {in  chorus).
                      And  when  night  comes  we  will  never  roam,
                       But  think  of  the  sly  fox,  and  stay  at  home.
                                                             (Rise  hand in hand and repeat,

                                                   M o t h e r .  G o o s e .

                      Young  geese are silly,  and  the  fox  is  sly,
                       Remember that  when  I  die,  die.  die !   (Jixify

                                                       S c e n e   IL

                                                F iusT  Y o u n g  G o o s e .
                       Come,  take  a  walk,  come,  sister  dear,
                       Seel  overhead  the  moon  shines  dear;
                       And.  if  our  way  the  fox  should  pass,
                       W e ’ll  hide  us  down  in  some thick  grass;
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