I had a dream of peaceful boats
Each piloted by talking goats
Who drank too much fermented oats
And got as fat as Macy’s floats
It might have seemed a little weird
For drunken goats on boats are feared
By all who ever by them steered
Ran into rocks, while bison cheered
I wish my dreams would go away
Some new ones, maybe, of parquet
Would bring this place some more cachet
Than goats on boats in Bison Bay
This made me chuckle. Did you wake up laughing? Lol.
I did think, “This must have been sort of what it felt like to be Dr. Seuss.”