Sheep's Lament

It's nature's way that in the spring Emotions make a lamb's soul sing And so it was my young heart found That love is not by species bound Well cruelly spent, did cupid's dart Pierce deep my foolish woolly heart A wiser sheep would fain desert Such love unwise and bound to hurt. Nor was it then that common sense Came forth to give me sound defence No matter how well meant and groomed My ardent love was clearly doomed. For fate is fickle, fate unkind Fate unhinged my young sheep's mind Though strong inside my true love burns It never wins my love's returns So ardent burn my ovine fires Kindling noble deep desires But I know what e'er I do That four legs never yet won two She lives a life I cannot know And goes to places sheep don't go I patient wait and hope she'll pass But know she'll never share my grass. I know it's doomed, I know I've lost My passion most unkindly crossed For even if she knew my heart I know our lives must stay apart. But maybe she might scratch my nose My love troth's a half-eaten rose With that held in her lovely hand, To think on, she might understand.