Once upon a rocking boat
amid the rolling seas
bobbed a llama and a goat
who paddled in the breeze.
They used a map to find an isle
they’d only heard about
and as they rowed the final mile
they both began to shout.
The island had a treasure that
was very well renowned.
They grabbed their shovels and their hats
they pulled the boat aground.
They started their exploring; found
a likely spot to dig;
the llama bounced and leapt around
his treasure-finding jig.
They found the treasure soon enough
at least that’s what I’m told;
some precious stones and other stuff,
some piles of shiny gold.
The problem was, the boat could fit
no more than just the pair.
The two decided just to sit
and ponder in despair.
“Perhaps you take the boat, I’ll stay?”
the lovely llama said.
“You carry all the jewels away
and I’ll stay here instead.”
“Oh no,” said goat. “I won’t do that,
for you are treasure too!”
And shrugging in the sun they sat,
deciding what to do.
It soon grew dark and so they leapt
into their wooden boat.
They wished they could have somehow kept
the treasure and still float.
The thing they told their waiting friends
when docking at the moor:
“We found the treasure in the end—
it’s friendship we adore!”