Saturday, October 10, 2009

Ewe Sweet Thing

Sharlessa the sheep was a sweet little lamb
She had a big crush on young Ronald the ram
He was big, strong and handsome, a wild, woolly thing
Love was in bloom as the cold turned to spring
Her thoughts became frazzled each time he walked by
She wanted to talk to him but she was too shy
She longed for attention each time he came near
She even tried tying big bows on each ear
Well, young Ronald was having some thoughts of his own
He already noticed how much she had grown
And was thinking "How can I win Sharlessa's gaze?"
He thought "I'll do something to earn the flocks praise.
If wolves were a problem I would come save the day
I would charge at them, butt them and scare them away."
But no wolves were there. No problem existed.
Then Ron had a thought, he could not resist it
An idea, wonderful, crazy and wild
Each time it occurred to him oh, how he smiled!
But, his plan needed help from Carlotta the cow
Ron needed a costume and he needed it now.
So late that night while the other sheep slept
Over to Carlotta's place he quietly crept
They worked all night on his clever disguise
And up on the hill there appeared at sunrise
A WOLF! A ferocious, mean looking beast
Not one sheep was fearless, not one in the least
It stood on that hill and it howled at the flock
Then snarling he crept behind a big rock
No sooner had it disappeared from their view
When out came young Ronald to save each sweet ewe
He bucked and he charged and soon none of the flock
Could see them, but heard wolf and ram hit that rock
The wolf then appeared and looked ready to flee
When something strange happened. Oh, how could it be?
He tripped on a tree root and rolled down the hill
He tossed and he tumbled, what a big spill
He stopped by Sharlessa, his head was a-spin
He opened his eyes, flashed a big sheepish grin
The sheep flocked around and said "Oh, this is fun!
A sheep in wolf's clothing, what a great pun!"
Sharlessa was silent, not one little hoot
"It's alright." She told him. "I thought you were cute!"

By Merrila Kowacich copyright 1990

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