A silly song from
by Precarious Yates
I saw a goat float on a boat on the river one fine spring morn.
I gave a sigh and plied for why a goat should look so forlorn.
He said his date ate late: at eight, and he could not wait around;
He had to eat a treat of wheat he found on her family’s ground.
The sire grew dire, his eyes afire, his sweet wheat stolen, and how!
He chased the goat to the boat to float on the river and made him vow:
To address this mess with finesse, no less, and promise to bring some seed
To sow a row he’d never mow with teeth so given to greed.
This goat, smitten and so love bitten, did no less than what he was told,
And expressed remorse, or forced his course, by bringing his love marigold.
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