Mary's Lamb

 

Mary had a little lamb -

Pure, not a sinner.

Mary was a naughty girl.

She ate it for her dinner!

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Mary had a little lamb,

It was something of a glutton.

She named it after Sam.

Sam the Lamb didn't give a damn

As long as it wasn't  called "Mutton".

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Mary had a little lamb,

It’s fleece as black as paint.

Mary ate the little lamb -

And now it ain’t !

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Mary had a little lamb,

It's fleece as black as soot

And every where that Mary went

His sooty foot he put!

Richard Early

On a Village Green on a Summer's Day.

When mighty Matt went in to bat

He aimed to hit the vicar's cat.

The vicar's cat would have none of that.

And seeing through this trickery,

Sat amongst the village crockery.

Mighty Matt venting his spleen,

Sent the ball over the green.

The vicar's cat saw his plan work,

And allowed himself a subtle smirk.

The ball meanwhile, was on its way

To contact with the teams' drinks tray.

How ironic that Matt's gin & tonic

(By a swipe that was supersonic),

Would be a victim of his ire -

And have consequences dire.

The vicar's wife dropped the tray

(In a state of some disarray),

And caused a crow to fly away.

Matt's rage by now was all quivery

And was not ready for the next delivery.

Distracted by the crow that fled,

Caught the next ball upon his head.

What? Oh, no, he's not dead -

But now he plays bowls instead.

And the cat, who thought the whole thing most amusing,

Is on the Mediterranean – cruising.                                                                

Life History

I was born at a very early age. After a bit I went to school. When I left I moved around a bit then ended up where I am now.