Kenny had always love to sleep with goats
Don't look like that! I'll explain folks
He wasn't a pervert
Just an introvert
Who loved their furry warm coats
Other people laughed at him
And though, of course, this was a sin
I have to admit
He did smell a bit
Like the creatures, when with them he'd been
And so Kenny chose for friends
those who wanted to reach the same ends
He had no ambitions
Save keep his traditions
with the goats he stayed again and again
One day, a mean girl from his town
Got a pretty she-goat who was brown
That goat had a baby
Poor Kenny went crazy!
He so wanted that kid for his own!
Kenny wanted it so badly that
He stole the kid from that mean little brat
No one bothered to ask him
He was weird, the moved passed him
so alone Kenny with that kid-napped!
Quiet people get away with more
No one wants to knock on the weird ones door
Take advantage of your spot
Remember the lesson taught
You can get what you want, for shore!