Once upon a time a goat
Lived beside a castle moat.
To chew and eat was the sole purpose
Of this Capra Ae-gag-rus*.
So all day long she would chew
and eat and chew and bleat and poo,
Till one day, in sunny May
She found the meadow had gone gray.
For she'd consumed at such a rate
Seeds hadn't time to germinate.
Gone was all the greenery.
She'd eaten up the scenery!
The goat was now in great despair
She searched for morsels everywhere.
Then she saw the royal clothes
Drying in the wind outdoors.
My lord's corset, My lady's skirt.
The princess's blouse, the prince's shirt
Were objects of the goat's munching,
But the maid's scream cut short her lunching.
Soon the culprit was taken in,
And sentenced for her evil sin.
Thus the tale of our heroine
Ended at the guillotine.
Now gentle reader, learn your lesson:
If you are a glutton, you'll be dead mutton.
* Capra Aegagrus - scientific nomenclature for goat