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Don't be a sheep in a goat's age
A sheep and a goat once
Got locked in a fracas
“Off you go!
Don't you know
You are an embodiment
For an idiot!
How dare you trample
On the leaf down
From the stem of an apple
That dangle
And which I was apt
To cut and eat.
I really hate
A sheepish creature of your sort
With alacrity to a dictate
Going to an altar is whose fate
And that no offense on others inflict
Or none cont...
Wednesday 19th August 2015 7:20 am
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