Butts For a Butt

Ned was grandma's billy goat, The meanest goat in town; Every time you crossed his path, He'd try to butt you down! Buddy was our neighbor, A twisted lil' teen; He always nagged that billy goat, For that's what made him mean! Fate caught up to Buddy, We had an awful scare; He slipped on muddy soil, With his butt in open air! Ned saw his target, "KA-THUD!!"...was all we heard; Buddy flew across the way, I could swear he passed a turd! Buddy tried to squeeze himself, Between a wooden gate; Mercy failed to comprehend, By then, it was all too late! Trapped like a weary mouse, Bud's rump in open view; Ned landed fifty thumps, His butt turned black n' blue! It took us all to save him, Talk about a battered fig; All the while he was screamin', Like a frightened little pig! Hot baths and epsom salts, A lesson Buddy gained; He slept beneath a ceiling fan, To ease his throbbing pain! Oh, what a laughing stock, We teased him constantly; "BILLY GOAT!!", we'd often cry, Just to watch him flee!