A Goat a True Story

Here is another true story that happened down on this southeast corner of North Carolina. We do not live in a rural area so a goat is a very rare site. Especially on someone's front porch. As with the last true story - this did not happen to me personally but to one of my neighbors. I never get this lucky. Mike Going out for a while so I grabbed my coat Opened the door – on my porch was a goat A goat? Said my wife. A goat’s what I said Like a big shaggy dog with horns on his head So I called the cops – dialed up 9-1-1 I said to the cops, “you’d best come on the run For out on my porch (here you’d best take a note) Is a four-legged white thing I think is a goat Has there been a bank robbery (come on you can tell) This goat looks suspicious and guilty as hell” When the cops stopped their laughing, they said with a wink Had I been out in the sun, maybe too much to drink Did I really expect them to drop what they’re doing For a billy goat out on my porch just a chewing But cops said they’d be there and they’d bring a rope So I stood in the doorway feeling just like a dope For out on my porch was a gentle old goat And I stood just shaking still holding my coat Afraid to go out with this Billy Goat Gruff This story is true, you can’t make up this stuff And where was my wife while I made the call Laughing her head off just down the hall Making fun of my posture, my stature, my stance It’d just serve her right if she wet her pants. Mdailey 06/07/08