A Goat Named Billy
By Jonathan Kraft
There once was a goat named Billy
But a Billy Goat Gruff he was not
Everyone was always thinking he was one
So he decided “I’ll show ‘em what I’ve got.”
So he baa’ed and he jumped and stuck out his chin
He ate fifty-four, no fifty-five cans
But still they thought he was a goat gruff
So he decided to make bigger plans
He climbed to the top of the very tallest hill
Climbing past every crevice and rock
Where he stood out alone and took a deep breath
Then let out a very loud “BAWK!”
Billy had decided to act like a chicken
And he crowed like one all day
Soon a crowd had gathered just down the hill
And this is what they had to say.
“Look at that chicken! It looks like a goat,
With two horns and four hooves too!
But ‘tis def’nit’ley a chicken, for only a chicken
Could caw and crow so true.”
