If you’ve ever had goats, you know they will eat almost anything.
On Monday my goats ate ten Root Beer floats.
Now when they poop,
It looks like bean soup.
On Tuesday my goats ate all of my coats.
Now when they’re old,
They’ll never be cold.
On Wednesday my goats ate all of my boats.
Now when they pee,
It smells like the sea.
On Thursday my goats ate my anecdotes.
Now they tell stories,
And deep allegories.
On Friday my goats ate all of my votes.
Now one of their goals,
Is to go to the polls.
On Saturday my goats ate all of my quotes.
Now they both speak,
With lots of mystique.
On Sunday my goats ate all my remotes.
Now when they fart,
My TV shows start.
So we took them to the vet…
And at the vets suggestion…
So they don’t get indigestion…
On Monday my goats will only eat Oats…
Because that’s what goats are supposed to eat!