Baby Sheep
Baby sheep’s mama was white, his daddy was black.
He was a sharp lamb with a rat-a-cat-dack-rack-a-cack.
He had the coloring of both his parents who him did adore.
Adorable with his black head and polka dots galore.
Princess Kim fell in love with baby sheep and named him Dot.
He is always on her shoulders, resting, his ideas often sought.
She is making him her advisor, for he sees the world in many ways.
She barely puts him down long enough to slurp gruel or to graze.
Can we have our baby? Mother and daddy sheep often Princess Kim.
The princess pretends not to hear, as they beg and plead for him.
Dot likes where he is, on his patron’s shoulders, where he is king.
He sneaks back sometimes to see his parents, who shout and sing.
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