Now Gertrude was a nanny goat  

    And a greedy goat was she.

She ate the grass, devoured the flowers

    And munched fruit from the tree.

 

She dined on thistles, gorged on grass

    And scoffed her way through weeds.

In fact she was quite gluttonous

    As everyone agreed.

 

One day the gate was open wide

    And Gertrude trotted out - - -

BUT no-one noticed that she’d gone

    For no-one was about.

 

She wandered down the lane alone

    And everything seemed fine.

Then in a cottage garden - oooh!  - - -

   Some washing on a line.

 

“Can I eat this then?” Gertrude thought.

    “It's something nice to munch,”

And, as no humans were around,

    She grabbed some pants for lunch.  

 

“My goodness, what a tasty snack,”

     Thought Gertrude as she chewed.

“They’ve done a really thoughtful thing

      To hang out all this food!”

 

So Greedy Gertrude chomped away

    And wasn’t quite prepared,

For when an angry dog appeared

    She ran away, quite scared.

 

She didn’t stop until she reached

    The safety of her home,

But she now prefers her juicy grass,

    And never more will roam.    

 

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