In the land of Goats, I found a big beautiful white-wooled goat
that had golden eyes like glimmering glitter.
In the land of Goats, I touched a humongous hill-goats horn
it felt smooth and rough at the same time, as its wool danced in the wind.
In the land of Goats, I felt the peace and stillness of the horizon spill over me
as the black birds chirped to a beautiful little song.
In the land of Goats, I captured a picture of the still, smiling sun it
was so bright and peaceful that I almost fell asleep.
In the land of Goats, I saw an amazing apple with godly golden stripes
so I took a bite and it tasted like fresh melted gold mixed with the fruits of a magical tree.
In the land of Goats, the gibbons howled to warn the goats of the nights treachery
As the moon can be very deceiving.