Panic Surfer - Goosifer

It's a beautiful evening for a lazy stroll
A little fresh air is always good for the soul
There's turtles, and ducks, and lovely little creatures
HOLY SHIT! What is that?
It's got teeth on it's tongue!

What kind of sick God would create such a beast?
It's got beady black eyes and creepy orange feet
It's like an H.P. Lovecraft version of a duck
And instead of cute quacks, it unleashes horrid honks

They march forth like the hordes of Ghengis Kahn
With the confidence of that jock from your high school
Who grew up to make more money than you
These winged eldritch featured mistakes
Serve as a reminder of our beaconing graves
No honor, no meaning, no purpose, no joy
Only geese and ganders here to search and annoy

Here to damn your fate
It's Goosifer
To remind you that love is a lie
It's Goosifer
Nobody hears your prayers
But Goosifer
And the fact is
Goosifer don't give a shit

Written by:
Connor Posey

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