A Stubborn Goat
Grandfather offered me a He-goat
For forty birthdays I missed
A stubborn animal it is
All day long it pulls down
The sun by its rays in vain
Evening it comes home hungry
Sleeping or chewing curd
It does not whole night
With anguish spends time alone
Warning stars not to move near
And the moon to keep distance
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