A goose walked up to a vending machine, Shiny glass and a glowing screen, He said— “Hey… what you got in there?” The buttons blinked in a neon line, A7, B3, C9 lookin’ fine, But the goose leaned in like he didn’t care— Said, “Hmm… not impressed, I swear…” He honked real loud—HONK HONK beep! Pressed a button with his webbed feet— Out came chips with a clunky ka-ching! He said, “That ain’t what I meant to pick…” Next day the goose came back again, Same machine with a quiet hum, He said— “Hey… you got anything cold?” He pressed B2 and he pressed it twice, Machine said ERROR like “not nice,” Then it dropped a drink that rolled out slow— He said, “Eh… this ain’t cold…” He shook the glass like a tiny storm, Feathers puffed, gettin’ mildly warm— Then he stopped and just stared it down… Like, “You think you run this town?” Third day came, now it’s personal, Goose showed up lookin’ tactical, He said— “Alright… we doin’ this right.” He lined up coins in a perfect row, Tapped the slot like “here we go,” Punched C4 with a battle cry— Machine just blinked like “nah, denied.” HONK HONK HONK—he flapped his wings, Did a spin and pecked the screen, Then the spiral turned—SNACKS CASCADE! He said, “Finally… progress made…” Fourth day came, he’s a legend now, Other birds all gather ‘round, He said— “Watch this… I’ve learned its ways.” He hit the code with a master plan, Like a feathery businessman, Machine went BEEP… then BEEP BEEP BEEP! And dropped like five things at his feet— Candy, chips, and a mystery roll, Something labeled “???” in a glowing scroll— He nodded once like “yes… I win…” Then dragged it off with a honk and a grin— HONK honk honk honk honk…