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In days of old when knights were bold and dungeons were dug deep 
Widely renowned back then was found, a race of hero sheep 
These sheep were strong, these sheep were tough, 
these sheep were eight feet tallAnd lots of very useful stuff was knitted from their wool 

The wool was strong, and woven long to any length was able 
To out perform the tensile strength of any modern cable 
While nimble hands, pulled finer strands from out that noble flock 
Which taut, sufficed to cleanly slice deep through the toughest rock 

Those sheep were prized, and many wise men kept their woolly kind 
Twas said the bleating of those sheep would stimulate the mind 
The wonders that those sheepies wrought, would fill a hundred lists 
And fueled a boom for work by loom and wool technologists 

They found that wool, if tightly bound would not only float 
But closely weaved and interleaved, could make a woolly boat 
While natural grease, gleaned from that fleece, if applied just right 
Succeeded to fulfil the need to make it watertight. 

So woolly fleets sailed ancient seas, to ply the trade in wool 
Till pirates knitted cannons, to fire woollen cannonballs 
And so, therefore, a woolly war broke out throughout the world 
The war was short, but keenly fought where woollen sails unfurled 

The brief wool war had one deep flaw, though everyone was willing 
For woolly blades, however made, are little use for killing. 
This one defect completely wrecked the wool age upward trend 
And so the golden age of wool came to a sudden end.

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