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Henry's
Goat's Blog Part 22 -
It's
Midsummer's Eve
20 June 2007
It's the time of the year when we
head for the moors;
Ascending the hillsides, all
marching in fours.
It's Midsummer's Eve, and the
Chorus of Goats
Are leaving the plains, with
their farms and their moats,
To gather together, assembled in
flocks,
On summits and peaks, on crags
and on rocks.
The crowds come to listen,
rejoicing to hear
The Chorus of Goats sing in
concert, each year.
We sing from the hilltops, we
sing from the heart,
We sing to the dawn. When we're
ready to start
I give them a C from the depths
of my throat.
(They all of them know I'm 'The
Goat with the Note'.)
You never have heard such a
magical sound:
The Chorus of Goats singing out
all around.
Just hark at the harmony, filling
the air
With music so joyful, with melody
fair.
The climax is when, just before
we all leave,
That Goat sings a solo, a
recitative.
It's time, after that, for us all
to depart;
We send you away with a song in
your heart.
The Chorus of Goats have
delighted your ear
With music to hold for the rest
of the year.
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