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it was born in a forest of foliage
that it did not find appetite to enjoy
instead it chose marijuana as food
it loved it and boasted about it often
that it found pleasure in odd things
every she-goat was  a meaningless kid
its siblings, parents a bundle of nonsense
in the herd it tempered other he-goats
tongue out, eyes swollen with rage
in its excitement it ordered marijuana
to be official diet of every goat member
and so in its  excited disorientation
the whole herd became weird in conduct
and naïve in social relationships in and far
water was not drank but alcoholic spirits
many goats wished they were unborn
the lucky ones escaped to nearby bushes
even there they were harassed  by hyenas
but  an exotic he-goat observed from near
“try here too, come along for a match now
spill your madness beyond the fences
those big eyes, long tongue I shall gorge
I will make you eat grass, herbs and drink
ordinary water that you senselessly hate”.
but the disoriented he-goat continued
in its ways to fidget,  bellicose and bleat

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