So... My mower broke again What the luck Last week no gas This week a blade stuck. And I seem to remember A time before this A wheel fell off And fell in the ditch. And then last fall A spark plug blew I couldn't mow then What's a girl to do? How long it has been A year, maybe two? Since tending my yard While grass grew & grew. My once roomy cottage Is shrinking instead Overwhelmed by the grasses From the yard and overhead. My job has become Overwhelming, but wait! I have an idea I'll push out the gate! Thereby enlarging my yard And by doing so The creeping, green grass Has more room to grow. My pretty blue door I still can see But does it still open? Oh, dear me! Perhaps it is time It is almost June To hire a yard boy To mow, edge, and prune. What? You said a goat? Yes, a goat will do! He'll spend his days grazing And his nights, too. He'll chomp and chew These blades of green Then nestle amongst The largest bed he's seen. By the end of summer I'll have my house back And my new pet Who'll be tired and fat! Written for Thursday Door's Writing Challenge Inspired by Robbie Cheadle's Hobbit Door
Thoughts Of An E'ville Woman 
I love the fun playfulness of your post here – and my little entry for this yet followed a similar credence (and seriously I had not seen yours beforehand – lol – and if I did I might have changed mine up)
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I love how you made us smile with the plump and helpful goat solution and how this story fit the selected photo so well!
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Mowing. My archnemesis. lol Love your fun take on the photo! Very well done!
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Thank you for visiting me today and commenting.
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Denny, this is such a delight! Thanks for sharing it. Hugs on the wing.
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Thank you, I’m happy you like my interpretation.
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They actually do bring goats into one of the local parks in the summer to help keep things under control. I enjoyed your poem. (K)
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This is a wonderful poem Denise. I love the structure and pace. Well done for this challenge. I’m sure Robbie will be impressed.
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Thank you Dan for your nice comments. I did have fun with this and again thank you for providing inspiration to write.
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Fun poem and great ending. I’ve seen hillsides full of rented goat chomping away so I can picture this perfectly.
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I’ve heard of this too, Janis. I believe there was a local family who rented out their goats for just this reason. I only heard this in conversation so cannot confirm but certainly would be fun to have the goats for 24 hours or so. Thanks for reading me…
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Great story! I love the ending. So funny! 😀
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Thanks! I’m glad you read to the end…I have a good friend who has pet goats and any time I can visit them is a treat.
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Oh my gosh! I love this! Fantastic rhythm and cadence. And it tickled my funny bone too 😉
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Thank you Susan for the praise! The photo was the one that jumped out to me amongst the others provided for the challenge. I even submitted one of my own door photos and nada! Nothing came to mind! Funny how our muses find us.
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