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Dec 2012
I set a trap
a most devious trap
of CRACKERS TOPPED WITH CHEESE

I lured her in
most carefully
so that I could deceive

that goat so I could make it mine
and take it for a walk

up close it wobbled
("wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble baby, wobble yeahhh")

mesmerized by its dance moves
my head was struck by an epiphany

Ow. How did that happen?
How could I have been so wrong?
This goat clearly had plenty of moves
it could walk itself
Written by
GoatWalker
920
   Emma
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