Billy Bob Brown

There once was a goat named Billy Bob Brown

Who sang horribly off-key when he danced through town. 

One day while singing, someone grabbed a long pole,

And pushed Billy Bob into a large hole,

Now Billy Bob no longer sings as he dances around.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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