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Lost Sheep
"Are you lost?" asked the sheep
in the front
(not the one who'd gone to sleep).
I'd gone to get some air and walk...
a strange question -
to hear this stray creature talk!
"I'm a man and know quite a lot
(if I say so).
I've learned things that you cannot.
I know about countries and beliefs,
and also,
borderlines, property, and thieves."
The sheep just smiled and smelled a flower.
I stopped speaking
and whiled away a sunny hour.
I wonder why this sheep did me, accost.
Is it not him, but me, who's lost?
Copyright ©
David Crandall
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