Building a treehouse to escape his wrath, But he found me still, on my chosen path. I thought I could outsmart this creature so sly, But he proved me wrong, made me say goodbye.
With each encounter, my heart did race, As I tried to find a safe hiding place. But the Goatman’s laughter echoed loud, As he hunted me, a menacing shroud.
In the end, I met my untimely demise, But keep inventory saved me, what a surprise. I’ll never forget the fear he instilled, The Goatman, a nightmare that can’t be killed.
So here ends my tale of Minecraft fright, A game of survival, day and night. I may return to face the Goatman once more, But for now, I’ll bid him adieu, that’s for sure.