[Sweet Gum Minis]

I am hunting for a poem, it started something like "Before I was a goat mom" or something. Anyone have it?

 

[creaturesall]

[align=center]Before I was a goat mom,
life was a bowl of cherries.
Now that I'm a goat mom,
that bowl's now full o' berries.[/align]

 

[goathappy]

ROFL that's a good one :lol:

 

[Sweet Gum Minis]

Hahaha that's good, but the one I'm looking for was longer.

 

[creaturesall]

Here's an idea that could be fun. Let's see how many of us can write our own verses for,

"Before I was a Goat Mom."
With 300+ members we shouldn't have any trouble coming up with a classic. :type:

 

[sungoats]

"There once was a goat mom from Easley"...

OH... Wait, no. That can't be it. :lol:

 

[Sweet Gum Minis]

Actually she found the poem she was hunting for.

That would be great, come up with our own poems here!

 

[alyssa_romine]

What was the poem...I would like to read it

 

[creaturesall]

That would be great, come up with our own poems here!

[align=center]When I became
a goat mom
I was all smiles
and grins,
because my first
goatie offspring,
were a pair
of bouncing twins.

But alas, I could
not keep them
(The thought still
brings me pain.)
The first I sent
to Egypt.
The second went
to Spain.

The Egyptian goat
I called Ahmal.
The Spanish
twin was Juan.
But sadly I
lost contact
with these, my
goatie spawn.

My goats were gone
to far off worlds;
to the other
side of the pond.
I sent letters
seeking pictures.
Of those goats
I had grown so fond.

I finally got
a pix of Juan,
but that just.
made me bawl.
For nothing
came from Egypt.
No photo of
of Ahmal.

My partner
flashed a smile.
A smile which
did enthrall.
“Remember, those
goats are twins.
If you've seen Juan,
you've seen Ahmal.â€[/align]

 

[sungoats]

“Remember, those
goats are twins.
If you've seen Juan,
you've seen Ahmal.

You got me!!! I was actually feeling sorry for the goat mom!
:ROFL: :laugh: :ROFL: