Once there was a goat named Gregory.
Gregory liked to jump from rock to rock, kick his legs into the air, and butt his head against walls.
“I’m an average goat,” sagte Gregory.
But Gregory was not an average goat.
Gregory was a terrible eater.
Every time he sat down to eat with his mother and father, he knew he was in for trouble.
“Would Du like a tin can, Gregory?” asked Mother Goat.
“No, thanks,” sagte Gregory.
“How about a nice box, a piece of rug, and a bottle cap?” asked Father Goat.
“Baaaaa,” sagte Gregory unhappily.
“Well, I think this is a meal fit for a goat,” sagte Mother...
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