Baby Goat 2
Baby goat, you precious thing,
I could watch you by the hour.
Bundle of explosive joy,
leaping boldly, tagging the flowers.
Checking everything in sight,
perfect in your form, complete,
working up an appetite,
racing back to mother's wondrous teat.
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A Lind30sr
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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