With a nod and a wink to the Beatles. If you didn't listen 50 years ago, you won't catch the vibe most likely. Lol
Heard an old Beatles song the other day and it stayed on my mind, mixed with a little insomnia. The following leaked out. . “Echoes of Midnight Sheepdog Call” . Hey little lost sheepdog, You better find your way back home. Little lost sheepdog, You’ve been on the run too long. The sun is sinking low, And the air is growing cold. Little lost sheepdog, Are you feeling all alone? I know you’re not afraid of the big bad wolf. You never even gave him a second look. He’s hiding in sheep’s clothing, Blending with the flock down by the brook. The flock has been without you for so long. They don’t know when you left or where you’ve gone. Or if you’re by chance ever coming home. The wolf has convinced them that they’re oh so very strong. He’s been a liar all along. Little lost sheepdog you’re needed back at home. The Shepherd, Is calling you again. You can talk to Him. You can talk to Him. Don’t be the sheepdog, standing in the rain. Bulldog. You’re doing it again? Bulldog. You’re doing it again.
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