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Tagged Ewe

On looking through the window
A humorous sight I'd seen,
A quartet of lively ewes
Were playing Tag on the green.

Leaping over twisted logs,
Around the rocks they skipped,
Sweeping round the bendy field.
Down and up they dipped.

Butting heads and locking horns,
Bumping each other in the side -
( I think if I was one of them
I'd be terrified! )

At times it looked violent.
But it's their way of having fun.
What a joy to watch these adult sheep
Baa and play and run!

Copyright © Natasha L Scragg

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