i like sheep - a poem by amy

[WithoutWords]

i like sheep - a poem by amy

i like sheep
they dont beep
a sheep eats grass
and has fluff on its arse

sheep come from kiwi land
they dont often play in sand
even if they cant leap
i still like sheep

i like sheep
with hapiness they make me weep
a baby is a lamb
a sheep can't catch a tram

sheep have wool
eating them makes you full
even if it makes me a creep
I STILL LIKE SHEEP!

[WithoutWords]

please, you are all welcome to bask in my brilliance

this one was for you guys (well, actually its for all the sheep out there, doin' it tough, growing wool so we can be warm *sniff*)

[fathershark]

Amy, I will use my dying breath making sure that your voice - the voice of an artist whose expression of light and shadow is truly unique and introspective - is heard by the masses.

[WithoutWords]

why thankyou

im touched by that

actually weeping as we seak

my next venture shall now be a poem about sharks, stay tuned

[fathershark]

now I am the one who is touched. I await your next work eagerly.