There once was a man named Moat
Who went to sea with a goat.
When his ship it sank,
The captain, Frank
Said, “will someone save that goat”!
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There once was a young lady named White
Who haunted my home at night.
A sceptic named Ted
Said, “the dead are forever dead”,
Now she haunts his house at night”!
K Morris - Poet 
I feel a bit sorry for Moat, but I do love goats, especially their yellow eyes. Mi once got stuck in a stable with a goat. We became the best of friends!
I like your goat story, Lorraine! I remember a goat being interested in eating my ! Best – Kevinclotheing