The Sheep You Beat
Even if it doesn’t bleat,
The sheep you beat
Reacts to the heat,
To in the end give you ‘bad meat’
Or everything but a nice treat…
Because your own treatment of it wasn’t neat
To be kind and tender is a feat;
Already in heaven earns you a seat
While on earth everyone shall you greet
And keep treasuring like US wheat.
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