The Goat and Me
In a field I saw a goat
Eating grass that day
I felt so sorry for him
And thought he’d like to play
And here I thought he was
So sad to be that way
I thought he needed attention
So I planned to see him that day
But what a fool was I you see
I really didn’t click
Why would he be all alone?
In a field so green and thick
So I squeezed through the fence
And straight into the grass
He didn’t seem to flinch
Or look as I walked past
But then I saw his eye
And saw his chewing cease
He didn’t look so happy
And lost that look of peace
There I was standing
In this field alone
A goat looking angry
And me so far from home
So I started running
And there began the chase
Through the field of flowers
Running with no grace
Stumbling and stamping
While he kicked behind
Scared that I would be beat up
And I would not be fine
And so I jumped the fence
And got safely out
While he chewed my jumper
He had in his mouth
And looking at that goat now
I can clearly see
Why there was a fence
Between him and me
Copyright © Nadine Hof | Year Posted 2007
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