there was a little goat he looked very wierdhe had woolie coat and a big long beardhe was very friendly and always had a glowand his little coat was as white as snowthey took him to a farm where the goat would stay he didnt like it there and thought that he would strayhe came across a cottage where an old lady lived insidedecided he would go there for a place to hidethe lady she had spotted him walking up the path.and when she saw the goat she began to laugh.she took the goat inside so he wouldnt roamthe goat  he loved it there and thats where he made his home

I look at you your so well made, admired by all eyes, you walk in pride with oh such grace, your beauty tells no lies.
your voice so smooth emotionless, to hear you talk is nice, you appear glide quietly, like wings of butterflies.

The smile so innocent demure, so many do admire, you’re manners and how you look, by everyone desired. No one knows i think i do, your poor soul is tired, your will to live seems all well, but it’s  long since been retired.
The hell you lived it’s still in there, but you try to hideThe innocence that once was you, torn savagely wide. the happiness that you recall, appears forever died, yet you try you don’t give, but you’re so broken deep inside!!