Mary's Poor Little Lamb

Mary had a little lamb
The sheepy had to die
We pushed it off a cliff
And little sheepies do not fly.

Mary had a little lamb
But now it is no more
It drank some liquid nitro
Now it’s frozen to the core.

Mary had a little lamb
Her daddy shot it dead
She took it to school the next day
Between two slices of bread.

Mary had a little lamb
And Mary had a gun
The lamb just lies around all day
little lambs are not much fun.

Mary had a little lamb
But now it has no head
For what it thought was curiosity
Was a guillotine instead.

Mary had a little lamb
They could have gone real far
But nothing will ever happen now
They were run over by a car.
	By: 
		Fotu Stephen Taeoali’i
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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February 23, 2013 at 2:06 PM
Poor little lambs...clever poem nonetheless.
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