Zoo - the Sheeber
SHEEBER
I’ve never seen its like before
Says it’s very rare
Only a half-dozen left
In the high regions of Tibet somewhere
Covered with coarse thick gray hair
Half sheep half bear
The Sheeber
Is this a joke?
A Disney craft-shop reject?
I simply stand and stare
And
Back at me it stares
As though I’m the joke
I’m the Disney craft-shop reject
We stand like this
Stand and stare
For an hour it seems
At last it cannot bare the stare
This Sheeber
And lets me know it
Emits this crazy howl
Half bleat half growl
I get the hell out of there!
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