Life ain't fair. Deal with it.
There was a little
sheep
And
he had a little job,
The
little sheep would drop-kick fish
Into
a nearby pond.
Now
you might think it silly,
Or
even downright odd,
To
drop-kick fish where, left alone,
Their
brothers would have spawned.
But
little sheep was not amused,
For
this was his career.
To
sharpened shears he'd not been drawn,
But
fish he never feared.
One
day a starving wolf slinked by
(So
would the wolf 'have slunk?');
His
eyes grew wide as soon he spied
First
game since that damn skunk.
Now
by this time the sheep grew bored,
Complaining
'bout his pay,
But
when he whined, Farmer just fired him,
Sent
him on his way.
Into
the real world he stepped,
Wondering
what he'd do,
But
the wolf just crept up, ate him whole,
And
made it all quite moot.
Copyright © 2001-2002-2001 Sean C. Stacey. All Rights Reserved. Posted with Permission.