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Edited by
hikerchick
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Wed 04/30/08 09:56 AM
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They’re running wild, these pygmy goats
They’re tearing up creation They ate my Fedex and my trees They ate my insulation I tried to pen them up inside A space that is quite roomy They feel confined, they cannot breathe The pen just makes them gloomy So they devise ways to escape This pen where they’ve been placed They scope it out, they seek the gaps They’re gone without a trace They frolic on my deck and leave me Shiny little pellets They carry cardboard through the yard With paper to embellish I look upon the mess they’ve left The trash and sticks and turds I am not mad, I know they’re just Showing love –without words |
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sweet
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they r ****ting turds and this is love...?????OKAY.
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Very Very Kick, HickerChick...
Poetry that made me proud, with it's rhythm, flow, depth... and humour... Course, you know, you would have no problem with the goats, if you would just let me come stay with you! Well, you might still have a problem, but then, at least we could write about it together! Really, an excellent write beautiful... |
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When I used to have them- they used to use my auto as a moutain! I one time drove down the road towards home- to see one on the roof of my house. I could'nt help but laugh... |
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When I used to have them- they used to use my auto as a moutain! I one time drove down the road towards home- to see one on the roof of my house. I could'nt help but laugh... Aren't they fun? |
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Very Very Kick, HickerChick... Poetry that made me proud, with it's rhythm, flow, depth... and humour... Course, you know, you would have no problem with the goats, if you would just let me come stay with you! Well, you might still have a problem, but then, at least we could write about it together! Really, an excellent write beautiful... Coming from one of my favorite poets, that is a wonderful compliment. You know I could never support you in the style which you deserve, Benjamin. So I can only dream.... |
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they r ****ting turds and this is love...?????OKAY. and they called it poopy love.... |
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hiker, you poor baby!
those damn goats |
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hiker, you poor baby! those damn goats I just pounded in another bunch of 6 foot stakes...and rolled some logs up against the fence..hope it at least slows them down. My neighbor says they have been in his garage eating his race car.... |
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now that was cute as it could be. I could only imagine Dr Suess running with this one.
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now that was cute as it could be. I could only imagine Dr Suess running with this one. Another of my favorite poets. Thank you! I thank you here I thank you there I thank you, thank you, everywhere! |
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now that was cute as it could be. I could only imagine Dr Suess running with this one. Another of my favorite poets. Thank you! I thank you here I thank you there I thank you, thank you, everywhere! Cool..he was good at his craft....would you eat them with a goat? Would you them in a boat? That's what got me to thinking about him. |
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now that was cute as it could be. I could only imagine Dr Suess running with this one. Another of my favorite poets. Thank you! I thank you here I thank you there I thank you, thank you, everywhere! Cool..he was good at his craft....would you eat them with a goat? Would you them in a boat? That's what got me to thinking about him. He was a master. You're not bad yourself. |
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Hiker babe! Super babe!
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