Faye Sizemore

THE GOAT GOES ON…
(Someone already used “The Beat Goes On”)

The goat sings solo
and grieves
for when it was a duo

The cat fell in love
now he spends all his time
with his turtle dove

The goat cruises in his car
and smokes that big cigar
filled with nicotine and tar

Thinking back to No Name City
and the loss of the Steroid Kitty
to a squalling love song’s ditty

A response to the poem, “The Traveling Band
©Copyright February 19, 2009 by Terry D. Sutherland