THE PASTOR’S GOAT
The pastor’s goat broke free againIt jumped the fence and joined the rainIt chewed the ushers’ Sunday shoesThen walked inside without excuseAnd stood beside the second pewThe choir paused mid-praise and lookedThe drummer stared, his beat mistookThe goat let out a holy sound It walkedaround, then sat back downAs if it knew the sermon’s pointThe…
