It stays all by its-self,
at the top of the mountain.
Few dare to challenge it,
and those who do,
often loose.
It is a wicked goat.
As it beats the rocky ground,
with it\'s hoof,
It then comes charging furiously.
It brings chaos and destruction,
as it hits and waves it\'s horns.
It seems as though nothing,
can defeat the goat.
It rarely ever leaves it\'s post,
and remains dominant,
over it\'s domain.
Nothing good,
can come from this goat.
Ah yes,
but a little lamb walks by.
The lamb is guiding the sheep.
The goat sees this lamb,
and backs away.
It refuses to touch the lamb.
Rather the goat,
tries to hit the sheep.
Still, it comes to a stop,
as if something is blocking the goat,
from touching the sheep.
The sheep nor the lamb,
pay attention to the goat.
The goat kicks.
It yells and shakes it\'s head in anger,
as the loving little lamb,
and it\'s sheep gently walks by.