Goats and Bread

Goats and bread are great additions to the menu,
For they attract the population and all they do is argue,
For the hills are attracted to joys of tailors
Who want their climbing done, as declarers.
For the hill tallest receives reward
From the clothed men who are to discard.
I release a mania on this world of hills
And receive a mountain of ordeal that chills.
Goats and bread are to be in the restaurant
Served with more wealth to the exuberant.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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