Where Will the Little Sheepie Go
Where will the little sheepie go
When the fields are full of snow?
Maybe he has a garret flat
Where he eats carrots and gets fat
I fear in truth it is not so
And in the fields those bumps of snow
Conceal the sheepie shapely form
I hope his fleece will keep him warm
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