Goats are great.
So is poetry.
What if they put them together?

First
They’d have to exhume Lovecraft.

Then
They’d have to learn to make goat cheese
& how to do goat foo.

Next
They’d have to learn blank verse
& read Shakespeare backeards.
They’d have to grow a goatee.

And finally
They’d have to get me off
this damned boat.