How to Bake a Goose Pie

I have gathered the birds 
All in these baskets of harvest 

I have harvested the grain 
All in these sacks of full 

I have booked a place 
On the mill to turn this grain into flour 

I have set a date with the baker 
Baker man, baker man, bake me a pie  

As we celebrate on banquet 
A  thousand birds fly out of the pie

Oh what a pie to bake before a king 
But the goose seems nice on the taste bud, bud