My Pet Goat Poem by john mcleish

My Pet Goat



once upon a time
in a land far away
there lived a wee boy
wha' loved te play

no too bright
but didn' mind
fur daddy was rich
and morally blind

tried his best
te please the crood
a'ways a failure
a'ways te brood

then one day
he became a Star
raised up noo
te highest alter

still naive
didn' see
demons monsters
behind bushes trees

it was they that made him
shine so bright
the illuminati
absence o' light

too late though
he'd a'ready selt his sayel
my pet goat
a tragic tale

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