"Gorgeous", gabbled the geese gaily.
"Just take a gander at the grass and the gooseberries! And the greengages!
"It's a glorious day", a goldfinch sings.
The gaggle of geese that had got away from the grim magician are now grazing together in a glade some way away. Some geese are gabbling gently and looking for grasshoppers or grains to eat. Others groom their feathers and get them into good order.
Gertrude the goose has gulped and gabbled enough. She gives a great gaping yawn and decides to have a midday nap. She snuggles her head under her wing. So she isn't on her guard against the guileful magician, who has been greasing his way closer.
Hidden behind a green bush, he gazes with a grin at the victim of his next trick.