There was a young man called Pailing
Who owned a goat named Grayling.
One day the animal got out,
And his neighbour did shout,
“Pailing! Grayling has just eaten my railing …!”
There was a young man called Pailing
Who owned a goat named Grayling.
One day the animal got out,
And his neighbour did shout,
“Pailing! Grayling has just eaten my railing …!”
I love the humour and end rhyming in this poem which gives it a very lyrical quality. 🙂
Thank you Brenda! Best wishes. Kevin
My pleasure, and same to you. 🙂