Goat Poetry

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A Goat Named Billy
Facts About Goats
For The Love Of My Goat
Oh, Goat Is Me

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A Goat Named Billy

There once was a goat named Billy

But a Billy Goat Gruff he was not

Everyone was always thinking he was one

So he decided “I’ll show ‘em what I’ve got.”

So he baa’ed and he jumped and stuck out his chin

He ate fifty-four, no fifty-five cans

But still they thought he was a goat gruff

So he decided to make bigger plans

He climbed to the top of the very tallest hill

Climbing past every crevice and rock

Where he stood out alone and took a deep breath

Then let out a very loud “BAWK!”

Billy had decided to act like a chicken

And he crowed like one all day

Soon a crowd had gathered just down the hill

And this is what they had to say.

“Look at that chicken! It looks like a goat,

With two horns and four hooves too!

But ‘tis def’nit’ley a chicken, for only a chicken

Could caw and crow so true.”

Author: Jonathan Kraft

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Poem - Facts About Goats

In Finland Santa is joulupukki.

That means “Christmas Goat”

That’s kind of funny to translate,

and on that unique note…

Here are a few things to share with you

about what makes goats so great.

Take one small second because I reckon

this short poem won’t make you late.

Goats were domesticated around 7000 B.C.

Domesticated goats are found worldwide.

Pygmy goats are a species, not a breed.

Ancient Greeks made parchment from goat hide.

Goats are somewhat picky about what they eat,

Sometimes carrots, sometimes grass, but not tin cans.

Careful ‘bout a mouse, but a goat in the house?

Well, it won’t eat your frying pans.

Contrary to belief, goats do not eat tin cans,

but rectangle eyes do let goats see in the dark.

One Angora can give four mohair pounds per year.

Goats were on the adventures of Lewis and Clark.

Goats are also quite strong-willed.

They have to make up their own mind.

You can’t push or pull. You can only cajole.

Goats only acquiesce when resigned.

Thanks for taking a moment

to learn about goats and their lives.

Please pass this rhyme along, keep it going strong,

so that this knowledge of goats will thrive.

Author: Jonathan Kraft

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Oh, Goat Is Me

Goats are really kind of weird,

Even babies have a scraggly beard,

They eat all kinds of different things,

Like clothes, and trash, and even rings,

Like your dog you blame for farts,

They are a supporter of the arts,

Paintings, sculptures, and design,

Each is on the menu to dine,

They’re like skinny wool-less sheep,

Goats are a perfect date: cheap!

They are fun to pet but watch those fingers,

Bite is worse than bark, but not good singers,

Watch out for their little horns,

A head butt is never easily adorned,

Goats are funny when they climb,

Get your hands off: this one’s mine!

Author: Michael Burke

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For The Love Of My Goat

I grab two to squeeze and pull

And watch a smooth white stream spew

My little girl is pretty full

The milk’s good for me, but this is good for you

Oh my sweet doe, my precious billy

My graceful kid, I’ll mind you tooth to coat

To the ends of the earth to care for my caprine

I’d do anything for the love of my goat

Wake up early and guide you to fresh water

To refresh you after your salt lick and hay

I’ll trim your hooves and keep them dapper

To keep you it’s a small price to pay

Oh my sweet doe, my precious billy

My graceful kid, I’ll mind you tooth to coat

To the ends of the earth to care for my caprine

I’d do anything for the love of my goat

You’re getting scruffy so I grab the shears

I may get a new garment of cashmere

I’ll do this two times per year

You’re too lovely to be unkempt my dear

Oh my sweet doe, my precious billy

My graceful kid, I’ll mind you tooth to coat

To the ends of the earth to care for my caprine

I’d do anything for the love of my goat

Many others would have you slain

Trying to taste your delectable meat

But I won’t dare put you through that pain

Your companionship is a better treat

Oh my sweet doe, my precious billy

My graceful kid, I’ll mind you tooth to coat

To the ends of the earth to care for my caprine

I’d do anything for the love of my goat

My beautiful, graceful, careless pet

With cut horn and oh-so-thick hair

You’re past seven but still primed I bet

My good Capra I really do care

Oh my sweet doe, my precious billy

My graceful kid, I’ll mind you tooth to coat

To the ends of the earth to care for my caprine

I’d do anything for the love of my goat

Oh my sweet doe, my precious billy

My graceful kid, I’ll mind you tooth to coat

To the ends of the earth to care for my caprine

I’d do anything for the love of my goat

Author: Jageen

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