Goat Becomes Life Coach, Charges in Corn
Old Jasper chewed his sage advice,
“For inner peace, eat grass–twice.”
Ma booked him for her quilting stress,
While Pa confessed his fence duress.
Lou paid three cobs for a chat,
And left convinced he’s more than that.
Granny cried and hugged the beast,
“The goat fixed me, at very least!”
The preacher came to test his soul,
Left bleating calm and self-control.
Jasper hosted barn retreats,
With yoga mats and composted seats.
He whispered mantras in the pen,
Then headbutted doubt again and again.
Now city folks line up with glee,
For corny truths and goat therapy.
Alan Nafzger (editor@bohiney.com)