The Wondrous Goat Powder Poem by Paul Hartal

Adela lived on the east section of 27th street.
One Thursday afternoon she went shopping
at the supermarket for a variety of products.
As she was walking between the merchandise shelves
she became aware of an attractively designed jar
with the inscription: Goat Powder.
Adela put one jar in her cart and continued shopping.
When she got home, she decided to try
the goat powder and enrich with it the vegetable soup
that she intended to cook.
She placed the pot with the vegetables on the oven
and turned the heat on. As the soup began to boil
Adela opened the goat powder jar
and sprinkled generously the soup pot
with the yellowish and thinly ground substance.
When the soup was ready, Adele sat down
at the table with her husband for dinner.
She was very excited and looked forward
to taste the vegetable soup seasoned
with the goat powder.
As she was serving the soup,
a very unexpected thing happened;
The soup began to bleat.