Shouting Goat
I slaughtered a goat
and placed its meat
in saucepan to cook
but to my surprise
he shouted at me;
“You slaughtered me,
a lot of pains I felt,
into pieces you sliced me,
again you place here,
in hot merciless oven!
What is wrong with you?”
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