“KID STUFF”
My teenage neighbor found a goat,
And promptly dubbed him  Daisy.
I watched his smirk become a gloat:
"We'll drive my parents  crazy!
I've been neglected for so long,
The nights are long and  gloomy.
But now I'll sing a diff'rent song.
I've found myself a  roomie!"
"But what," I asked, "about the reek?
How will you muddle through  it?"
He said, "I think within a week
He'll grow accustomed to it."