Kids Get My Goat

I recently visited an animal farm Accompanied by my favorite school marm. She said that the antics were fun to behold Of creatures that acted outrageous and bold. Well, I didn't believe her when first we arrived 'Cause all that I saw were empty beehives. But then as our journey progressed up the path What should I see but a pig in a bath. But after an oink and a grunt and a squeal I saw something yonder with yet more appeal. There in the enclosure, as small as could be A cute baby goat was looking at me. I fed him some hay and patted his head While Mother sat watching from her cozy bed. But then he did something decidedly ***** By making some noises so eerie to hear. He did it by using his mouth and his tongue And also employing a throat and a lung. He switched back and forth from the 1st to the 2nd Attempting, you see, the white nanny to beckon. The she-goat, however, was happy to stay Right there where she so very languidly lay. The baby persisted in making a razz And then a "baa-baa", and all of that jazz. No human could spit out a better Bronx Cheer, No child cry "bottle" as to so endear. I split my side laughing so hard at this act It felt like a hernia, and that is a fact. I've been back there often, but alas I have never Been able to see something nearly as clever.