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Beth got up, breakfast she ate,
Then cleaned her room.
She had to hurry,
Had to take sheep out, way before noon.

Beth finally was able to take her sheep
Out to the meadow to eat.
She stood around watching,
Then decided to take a seat.

She got to relaxed
Had fallen asleep
Beth woke up and said,
"Oh,no! Where is my sheep?"
"They are all gone and bet Mr. Wolf
Stole them, for he's a creep."

Beth called each by name,
Got worried, walked even faster.
She didn't even pay attention,
To anything that had passed her.

Beth decided to climb the hill
To get a better view.
Took her binoculars to see,
If they fell over the cliff, too.

She listened intensively,
Thought she could hear,
Sounds of the sheep,
If they were very near.

One by one, the sheep finally came
Out from a patch of brushes, she could see.
She was so happy and went 
To hug all three.

She felt bad because she had accused 
Mr. Wolf of talking them, too. 
Needed to next time, make sure first,
If she really had no clue.

She took them home, put them in there pen.
Would have to take then back tomorrow, once again.
© Melanie . All rights reserved, a day ago

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