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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 queer 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.
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