Cuddled up to my buddy goat, all day.
Jumping and leaping all over the land
the entrance they make is really quite grand.
Eating all of the roses in sight by the end they
are fat now they won't take flight.
Wind howls, goats bleat the snow is pelting down
the are scared but luckily I'm there to keep them safe and sound.
They are puft and tired from a long day then back down they go to sleep in the hay
