October 2015

Bernice and Her Fleece

Here’s something fun for the kids — meet Bernice!

Bernice the Mongolian Goat
I am a goat.
I live in Mongolia.

I live far away – how far?
Holy Molya!

My name is Bernice.
I’m the one with the bangs.
The goats you see here,
are the rest of my gang.
Mongolian Goats
Danny the Mongolian Goat
The one with his eyes closed?
That’s my pal Danny.
We play hide and goat seek
‘til called by our nanny.

We’re not just mere goats,
you see, we’re cashmere.
The sweater you love,
it may come from here.

Is it softer than soft?
Is it warmer than warm?
You’re wearing the same
cashmere fleece that I’ve worn.

Each year in the spring,
the herdsmen will trim.
They’ll give me a haircut.
It tickles, by Jim!

My fleece does grow back
before winter, don’t worry.
I’m programmed for warmth –
I’m head-to-toe furry.

They comb out my fleece,
the fleece of Bernice,
and soon they spin yarns
as soft as you please.

Then they knit you a sweater –
you’ve never looked better!

When asked by your friends,
or your cousins, or niece,
“Where did you get it?
That oh-so-soft fleece?”

Just tell them this tale
of your new friend, Bernice.


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