New Twixt On Mary Had a Little Lamb
Mary had
A little lamb
It's fleece was
White as snow
So Mary decided
She would dye it
And its not white
Any more!
She dyed it pink
As it was her favorite
Color
But then it rained and now
Poor thing,
The fleece has turned to
A varigated shade
Of white, pink and yellow
The lamb is ashamed and
such a fright, Mary only
Brings her out at night!
The lamb is sad,
Mary is depressed,
Can't forgive herself
For making such a mess.
She didn't read the small print
That said "a permanent dye".
Too late now Mary, too late to cry.
You should have left the fleece
Alone...
Because of you, that lamb is NEVER
Ever, leaving home!
(I could do more but why push it!)
LOL!
C. Alvez
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