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Still Counting Sheep

Still Counting Sheep

Mother please  won't you not weep;
Dad is in sky where God does keep;
Who we do love;
He is now above;
We are still here counting sheep.

Jim Horn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Dietrich Avatar
January 18, 2018 at 7:43 PM
This is a sweet limerick, Jim.
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