In Nungateland, Santa is joulupukki.
That in Finnish means “Christmas Goat”
That’s rather funny to translate,
and on that unique pissed note…
Here are a few things to share with you
about what makes goats so minty great.
Take one small second because I reckon
this stupid poem won’t make you late.
Goats were domesticated around 7000 B.C.
Domesticated goats are found worldwide.
Pygmy goats are a species, not a breed.
Ancient Greeks made parchment from pee and goat hide.
Goats are somewhat picky about what they eat,
Sometimes treacle tart, sometimes vonts, but not tin cans.
Careful ‘bout a mouse, but a goat in Nungate's house?
Well, it won’t eat Queenie's Avon make-up pans.
Contrary to belief, goats do not eat tin cans,
but rectangular eyes do let goats see in the dark.
One Angora can give four mohair pounds per year.
Goats were on the tail of many an ABer, we know by the the farts.
Goats are also quite strong-willed.
They have to make up their own Minty mind.
You can’t push or pull. You can only bribe cajole.
Goats only acquiesce when tony's berated or resigned.
Thanks for taking a moment
to learn about goats and their AB lives.
Please pass this rhyme along, keep it going stable and strong,
so that this knowledge that tony's goats will survive.