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New spin on old tale
Requested by and wrote for Di Walsdorf

There was a goat called billy,
Who was a little bit silly,
He was stood by the ridge,
Near a wibbly wobbly bridge.

Had to get to the other side,
Under the bridge a troll did reside,
His two brothers had gone,
Over bridge one by one.

He set off without any fear,
Even though the troll was near,
Troll waited for biggest goat for tea,
Billy so big put troll in water see.

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