Flying Sheep
Marvelous the sight these flying sheep
I see each night when they leap
Into the barn to bed for the night
Leaping over my head, oh what a sight
Who would ever think of flying sheep?
It's a sight to behold
Oh, Jacob Sheep
Their spotted and horned
Up to at least six
Their quilted and patched
Only God could fix
Marvelous the sight these flying sheep
There mine to enjoy
But, His to keep...
C.A. Bresin
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