Daily duties

My bouncy goat, you inspire me to write.

How I love the way you fly, hide and roar,

Invading my mind day and through the night,

Always dreaming about the bad eyesore.

Let me compare you to an unreal moon?

You are more evil, ready and dirty.

Clad sun heats the flouncy peaches of June,

And summertime has the glad roberti.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your mad eyes, style and eyelashes.

Thinking of your flirty style fills my days.

My love for you is the shirty thrashes.

Now I must away with a shrieval heart,

Remember my sad words whilst we're apart