18 June 2012

Little bo peep slaughtered her sheep, And didn't know where to hide them, Couldn't leave them alone, Or bring them home, People would surely find them,

So their skins got the chop, Ended up in a shop, Little bo peep made a fortune.

Now runs the street, With her coat of skins, Little sheep, Better stay home and weep, Or you'll never know, She could always go, And turn you inside out.

Baa.

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