Goose sat back upon the couch, Just chilling out, relaxing slouch. A peaceful day, no stress in sight Then hotdogs took a sudden flight. From left to right they flew in fast, A sausage storm that couldn't last. They slapped his cheeks, they hit his nose, One tried to sneak inside his clothes. A hotdog smacked him on the chin, Another tried to tuck right in. They bounced and twirled through open air Like meat missiles without a care. “Oh mercy me!” poor Goose did cry, As bratwursts started flying by. “What wizard cooked this sausage spell?!” He shouted from his couch of hell. The world stood still… the room went quiet… No one prepared him for this diet. For when the hotdogs start to rain, No couch on earth can ease the pain. So heed this warning, near and far Beware the airborne wiener war. For when the sausages take flight… Your snack attack may bite back tonight.

Hello New to GOOSIFY, my current challenge is growing my community to 100 members. I have been consistent on social media, this year and would love to just keep growing as an entrepreneur, teacher, and student. My vision for 2026 is to transform 100+ people to lift their face naturally and rewire their limiting beliefs.