Monday, October 31, 2011

The Hobgoblin Goat Queen







The Hobgoblin Goat Queen

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It was Halloween eve down in the goat barn

And the old mama does had prepared quite a yarn


They`d made up a grand tale to make their kids scream

`Bout a spooky grim wraith called the Hobgoblin Goat Queen


As the moon fell behind the nude limbs of the trees

Their kids all came in and fell down to their knees


A cold chilly wind howled through the barn eaves

It rattled the doors and rustled dead leaves


Every kid in that barn Nubian, LaMancha and Sable

We`re hunkered down tight in their comfortable stable


Then out of the herd stepped great, great-grandma Fawn

Her brown fur was sparse and her front teeth long gone


She cleared her long throat and coughed up a cud

Her ancient old eyes chilled those wee kids goat blood


“This tale that we tell has been told `oft before

It`s considered quite factual in noble goat lore


On Halloween night when the human kids trick

For treats that would make any caprine kid quite sick


We goats stay inside safe and snug in our homes

This night is when the Hobgoblin Goat Queen roams


Now the humans don`t see her meandering near

They`re too busy with costumes and candy I fear



But we goats don`t care for such silly old things

Because only we goats can hear those bat wings



You`ll know when the Hobgoblin Goat Queen is quite near

You`re hooves will tingle and your ears will feel queer


You`ll inhale a smell that is rank and offensive

Then you`ll hear a deep blat that will leave you quite pensive


And just when you`re sure your heart can`t bear anymore

That Hobgoblin Goat Queen will leap over the door!”


At that very instant a most terrible sight

Jumped over the barn door and caused a great fright


Every kid in that barn let out a loud bray

And buried their heads deeply into the hay


The does then all laughed like some hens like to cluck

For the specter was none other than Auron the buck


He had gone to great lengths to add to the fright

His head was all cobwebbed, his beard painted white


The kids slowly peeked from amid the hay chaff

Then one kid by one they started to laugh


So be very careful when you leave your safe home

For the Hobgoblin Goat Queen may be ready to roam


Keep far from the goat barns that you may pass

Just to be safe and cover your *Insert word that rhymes with pass here*


Now of course I don`t know if old Fawn`s story`s true

But would this sweet goatherder ever fib to you?



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Poetry by V.L. Locey


Happy Halloween!!!

6 comments:

Nancy @ A Rural Journal said...

Love this! You really are talented in the rhyming department. :)

Happy Halloween!

C and C Antiques and Animals - What a Life! said...

This is great! Love the poem and the reference to the great-great grandma Fawn reminds me of my old girls. They can give quite the eye to the youngsters...both goat and human!
Connie

V.L. Locey said...

Happy Halloween ladies! Yep, those old does sure can level a good stink-eye, can`t they?

Carol............. said...

Too Funny!!!!! LOL

You are quite the poet...got a good laugh and a great visual....

Nezzy said...

Heeheehhee! This was wonderful...ya can bet I'm gonna watch my back this evenin'!

God bless and have a booootiful night!!! :o)

Claire the Shepherdess said...

This is hilarious! How very creative!