There was a man named Isadore,
Who tied his goat outside his door.
That day the goat was feeling fine
And he ate his redshirt off the line.
Now Issac said the goat must die
So he tied her to the railroad tie
The whistle blew and the goat in vain
Coughed up the shirt and flagged the train.
If you have read this one please read my one other one called “IT”