poem_107_Fainting_Goats

This tiny animal

So kewt and small

Has this weird feature

That causes it to fall!



When it's happy or scared

It's leg muscles lock!

Then it's impaired

And begins to rock



A few seconds it takes

For the muscles to return

At first it shakes

Then it's up and stern



The adults learn to hop

On stiffen all fours

But end up a flop

Before the leg restores



It's sad yet humorous

This creature, this goat

The types are numerous

But all have this bad note



They all fall over

At the feel of jolt

And then moreover

They can't revolt



With their muscles

That control their run

They have hustles

That end up undone



Again on the floor

These poor little things

Then I chase them more

Till the moment it brings



It brings in these fears

Of them being taken

But this time it appears

They've left me forsaken



Oh shit!





Inspired by: / Dedicated to: Taylor E. Patton a.k.a my lil buddy!

Created on: March 10, 2006

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