This is one of those comic ideas that popped into my head immediately. On my second pass of the geese, the “When You’re A Jet” tune from “West Side Story” came to mind and by the time I made it back to my car, I had the whole song written in my head.

To be fair with the geese, by the time the eggs are laid and goslings born, they become pretty laid back. (though they continue filling up the trail with gobs of geese poop.)