Lamming time it is a
tradition
To employ the local
lamming magician
All the triplet holding
ewe’s
That really haven’t a
……. Clue
Will have the jungle of
legs sorted
Ensuring very few are
aborted
.
Alas this year though
willing still
The lamming physician is
very ill
He’ll not let down the
customer base
To find a replacement just
in case
There came a knocking at
the door
Stood a politician with
morals pure
.
He listened to the tale of
woe
And to offer help would
gladly go
To the hills and highland
croft
Although squeamish and
stomach soft
He failed to listen to
advice sent
A trick he learnt in
Parliament
.
The first ewe should be
quickly done
For in its womb had only
one
But alas and such a curse
The lamb came out in
reverse
Lungs squeezed flat with
drooping head
His first constituent lamb
lay dead
.
The next one should be
easy to do
For in the womb it had
only two
The ewe pushed more and
then collapsed
He found the ewe with
Uterus prolapse
The ewe he chased round
and round
Now lay dead upon the
ground
.
Just like the Commons he
could see
There’ll be trouble when
there’s three
Using the trusted first
past the post
Only one was delivered
from the host
The other two tangled
inside
With the ewe quietly died
.
So he toiled, all day long
All he touch went
dreadfully wrong
When shepherds wanted some
answers why
Said shortages would keep
prices high
No shepherds support in
the ballot box
So he’s canvassing for
the grateful fox
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