Certified GOAT

Two friends were stacking fresh laundry on a chair.
Sebastian saw a highlight and leaned in to boast.
“He’s the GOAT,” he said. “There's no rival to compare.”
Jimmy froze mid-fold as prophecy filled the air,
As though he’d heard a phantom bleat drift in from the coast.
“What’s outside?” cried Sebastian face full of dread,
Then hooves clacked upon the floor down the narrow hall;
“I saved him from traffic, his posture screamed well-bred.
He revolutionizes turf,” said Jimmy, flushed and red,
Sebastian eyed the carnage. “That’s a load-bearing wall.”
The beast then lunged where the tidy towers lay,
Without pause it chewed the sleeve Sebastian loved most;
“Those shirts required overtime,” he said, in dismay.
“He’s farm-to-closet compliant,” said Jimmy in sway,
“Icons, like goats, ingest courage,” he bragged with a toast.
When the hamper tipped, detergent kissed the floor,
The goat paraded crowned in a boxer brief.
Sebastian searched “emergency contractors” beyond the door,
While Jimmy applauded the chaos once more,
“Greatness transcends branding and leaves us relief!”

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Certified GOAT
Sebastian used the slang. Jimmy brought the livestock. Laundry did not survive.

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Scene One
Sebastian meant Greatest Of All Time. Jimmy heard livestock.
Scene Two
You say “GOAT.” Jimmy says, “I rescued him.”
Scene Three
Sebastian sees laundry. Jimmy sees sustainable grazing.
Scene Four
There are winners. There are legends. And then there’s this.