Cabbage, goat, wolf

Do you know the riddle with the cabbage and the goat?

Also a wolf? And they’re crossing a moat?

I always wondered about what they think.

“Why am I here? What if we sink?

Why is that goat looking at me like that?

Are we there yet? Can I have a hat?”

That would be the head of cabbage, by the way,

They used to be smarter back in the day.

“Where’s my family and hunting grounds?

All my familiar greens and browns?

Why is that goat looking at that ball?

Not a friendly look, no, not at all.”

The wolf is lonely, understandably so,

On strange waters where odd winds blow.

“Food food food food food you are,

Come, hop in, my mouth is ajar!

I’m gonna eat you no matter what!

You can’t say ‘no, please’ or ‘but’.”

The goat is, erm, acting very goaty,

Thoughts centered on a cabbage-head roti.

I guess that’s normal, goats are goats,

Doesn’t really matter if on land or boats.

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