But,it remains a fact,
that a goat (intact)...
fell in that MESS...
in GREAT distress.
But, G-man saved the critter
(although he remains bitter )
'cause that goat did chew
half his moustache through.
So, the MORAL,my Friends,
is "Go-to-ALL-Ends"....
To keep "Old Goats" at home.
NEVER...EVER let them ROAM.
THE (Royal) Curmudgeon
The true moral of this story remains quite clear
as the Curmudgeon reads this,I indeed have his ear,
And who else is in this crowd,sitting very near,
no other than Sourland, grabbed a chair from the rear
As Queen Em declared,the creatures do not eat,
Do not feast on moat beast meat
grab yourself an apple as a treat
and sit on the royal rocks as a seat
I am the Royal Moat Mucker I shall say
do not eat the denizens, no no I say nay
they are protected from eating on this fine sunny day
now leave the moats alone, go go I say away!
Now Queen Em decided the end of this song
the words are all Kooky,the rhyming all wrong
this mess is too much,its lasting too long
enough of this stuff,I have just banged the royal gong!