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O Goaty Goat

O Goaty Goat, where are your totes? The ferry boat is near. You’re headed out to far off lands, when you return, unclear. O Goaty Goat, where is your kid? Ferry’s just ‘round the bend. My heart still breaks to think of her and of her tragic end. O Goaty Goat, it’s time to go. Let’s ride across this pond and leave the sadness far behind, there in the great beyond. O Goaty Goat, I see the land. a green and verdant shore where you, your child can laugh and play from now til evermore.

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Date: 10/28/2022 11:51:00 AM
A cute nursery rhyme!
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