Sometimes at night

When I can’t sleep

I start to count

Those stupid sheep


One by one

Or two by two

So then I have

Something to do


I hope I don’t

Seem really dumb

But where the heck

Do they come from


I’m sure it’s not

This great big flock

That they break out of

Around the clock


They must wind up

In some large pen

Something, big enough

To keep them in


They can’t just go

On their merry way

You can’t just let them

Go astray


So I wait

For Little Bo Beep

To take her flock

And let me sleep

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