As I was going to…

As I was going to…


I heard the sound of a thousand sheep;

they seemed to be growing closer by,

when I heard a tall voice cry,

‘Three bags full?’

‘No, sir! No, sir!’

did cry a sheep.

‘We do not produce our wool for you,

we need our coats in this Winter deep,

come back when the Summer’s due,

we might just shed a fleece for you.

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