After eating a field of daisies and grass
3 goats found a new grazing place
They crossed a river on a little red bridge
To find a troll with a hideous face

They knew it was wrong going on someone’s property
But these goats were selfish and proud
They moved right on to the grass near the troll
Knowing trespassing was not allowed

The troll was sleeping under his bridge
As the 3 goats trotted past his side
When the troll woke up they were distressed and scared
So they ran to a bush to hide

The troll took a sip of water from the river nearby
Then walked back to his bridge to sleep
Happy and casual the goats grazed some more
Making sure they made not a peep

They came back the next day
They thought the troll was away
But he was awake and under his bridge
They laughed with glee
They were so warm happy
But the troll’s heart was cold like a fridge

The goats trotted onto the little red bridge
Trot trot trotting – so loud
The troll was upset, ate the 3 goats
That taught them not to be proud