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By Josie Whitehead

Mountain Goats (The)

High on their rocks, the mountain goats
Wear white, protective woollen coats.

      Surviving winter's ice and snow,

      They contemplate our world below.

Upon their heads they all wear horns,
But these, do more than just adorn:
     Far more than being a great sight,
     They’re grievous weapons in a fight.

These lithe, sure-footed, mountain beasts
On grasses, herbs and lichen feast,
     But a lofty life high on a peak
     Might seem to humans rather bleak.

The golden eagles circle round,
And nanny goats, upon the ground,
      Must carefully guard their kids at play
      From these keen-sighted birds of prey.

From pinnacles and peaks on high,
Far up into the clear, blue sky,
    The mountain goats and bighorn sheep,
     Like sentinels their watch they keep.    


The mountain ranges are their home
Where they find peace to freely roam.

     Their mountain lives just suit them fine, 

     But I much prefer this life of mine!

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I'm sure you'd rather be a human being than a mountain goat - - or not? Josie



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