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There once was a young lass 
Who wanted some quick cash, 
And one Sunday she did pray at mass 
With God’s answer was ‘this surely will pass’. 

Not knowing what to say  
She left the church without a way 
To get some pay 

Then there appeared 
Something at first, she feared 
An evil goat who was the town joke. 

Do you know how to count?
He asked trying to figure her out. 
Why yes, she stated as he waited 

I may have a job for you 
Down at my private school 
Teach my kind 
To broaden their mind 
If of course you have the time 

Wait I must state 
How much money will I get?
If I go along without a fret. 



A couple of pences a day 
I would say 
And after a year you should have plenty of cheer. 

But you are the evil goat 
And I never said you were a joke. 
I must ask what is your kind? 
If you do not mind 

I am not an evil goat 
That is something that one misspoke 
I am a beautiful creature see look at what I feature
And my kingdom awaits 
For those who think I am great. 
With no money 
Her decision was not funny 
Off she went 
Knowing this will pay the rent 

When she arrived at the private school 
It really did look cool 
But after a week these things started to speak 
On the wall, in the student’s mall 
These things were making the call 
One two three 
Do you know me? 
Was the chant that was their rant.


Trying not to be mean 
She visited the Dean 
What he said made her feel like a sinner 
And not a winner 

How did she fall into this trap? 
Of evil sap 
Since it was the weekend, she went home 
To her parent’s house where she was known 

And when she explained about the chitter chatter 
Her Father asked her “What was the matter?” 
“There were rants and chants I nearly wet my pants” 
“Oh!!!” Her Mother did cry
“You must have had a scare with that evil dare”  

“I am going back!” 
“And ready I will be for an attack” 
As her parents smile 
Knowing their child was ready to be wild 

When Monday came 
She was ready to play the game. 
As the goat walked the hall
And the Dean enjoyed the mall 
She sat in a room getting ready for the boom
Which would spell evil’s doom. 
When where there be this special effect 
That she must reject. 
First there was a crackle and through her mind she was able to tackle 
Then there was a crinkle and she was able to hold having to tinkle.  
Frustrated the evil sound 
Started to get the message things were going down.

One more try the evil did hiss 
And once again it was an awful miss.
When all was set and done 
The Goat and Dean admitted she had won 
They did ask ‘how she completed the task?’ 

She replied dear 
There is nothing here to fear 
Except for the sound I hear 

In the end she removed the listening plug 
And walked right into a student’s hug 
What is the lesson here? 
If you want to win play it by ear.
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