Little Billy

They told me you'ld be ravenous I thought it was a farse Until you ate my baseball cards And bit me in the ars They said you would not like it here So far from Sutter's farm And living in the suburbs would only do you harm They said you need mountain side At home there you would feel Until you meet a bobcat and become a hearty meal I say you are content right here Or so it seems to me I let you in on real cold nights and all your food is free They say a goat can be no pet So why do I pretend I tell them that you are no pet But you have become my friend.