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Gram and His Goatly Affairs

a Phable in Limerick Form

Once there was a boy named Grahamy

Whose affection for goats was uncanny

He fed the goats too many

Cheap cans of spaghetti,

And his love life went whammy.

The Moral of This Phable Is:

Canned spaghetti can have adverse side-effects.

Alternate Moral:

Don't let Graham near your pet goat.

Alternate Alternative Moral

Cans of spaghetti, though apparently nutritious for a goat, may not be suitable for human consumption, although since your local grocery store sells it and thus lulls you into a state of false security about the quality of the food they are selling you, you would assume that it's safe for eating, you should not judge food by the outward appearence, unless of course it's fruit, but you should review the nutrition label carefully, not underestimating the term "animal by products" and if I happened to notice that it was manufactured by the same company that produces my dog's food, I would become alarmed and consider myself that way, but in truth, I should think that though it's got a bad reputation, dog food can't be all that unhealthy or we shouldn't feed it to our dogs, considering how pampered pets are nowadays with little bows and ruffles, and jogging suits, and mini bikes; all sorts of unnecessary contrivances to make our pets feel loved in an un-loving and un-forgiving society when we ourselves have self-esteem problems that cause us to wear miniskirts and leather jackets when we are well past our prime in a futile endeavour to retrieve our wasted youth from the jaws of time which an innumerable amount of anti-aging creams and all sorts of "miracle" products cannot accomplish, no matter how good seems the sales pitch since millionaires are millionaires but by no means magicians or else they would be able to pull rabbits from their hats; no matter what they pull from their wallets they cannot boast that ability, but of course when you're a millionaire you can PAY someone to pull a rabbit from your hat FOR you and you can PAY the audience to pretend that you pulled it out yourself and you can PAY the people to pretend you're beautiful and smart when actually you're as ugly as a raw sewerage plant and as smart as ....well, just really stupid...because that's what you can do with money, and though they say you can't buy love (actually the Beatles said that and I'd know *grin*), I'd assume you can buy anything, but of course I would be suspicious if I was 50 some years old, with sagging butt cheeks, to discover young women flocking about me, and adoring my every word; love is blind but it ain't THAT blind.

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