This day is almost over
Time to take you home to bed
You've had your fill of clover
Think your probing eyes bother me
Well they do just a bit
I've known you all since you were ewes
But lagging now I cannot permit
Soon it will be dark
I am tired and need to rest
Baaaa....to you my woolies
I always try my best
Enough for one day though
This morn I saw mother kneading dough
Come let's go it's time for bed
And I want to sample some of mother's bread
Tommorow is another day for us
The sun will come up just fine in the morn
I will come to call on you
By the sound of the horn
Then you will be up and ready
To kiss the morning dew
~Moses~
© 2007 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved
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