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THE SHEEP 
 

Moose and Dolly were dipping  sheep

Protecting them from pests

A shiny car rolls up to the pens

And slowly comes to rest 
 

A bright young fella climbs out

Gives them a big warm smile

I saw you from the highway

Mind if I visit a while 
 

He glanced at the sheep in the pens

Waves a hundred dollar bill

Bet I know how many there are

Ya wanna bet for the thrill? 
 

We ain't got no money. sez Dolly

 How 'bout we bet a sheep?

Ok, sez the smart young kid

Ninety eight. Count 'em and weep 
 

Good lord, ya right, sez Dolly

Guess we just lost a sheep

Moose shook his head and muttered

Who are you, Little Bo Peep? 
 

It wasn't a trick, sez the whiz kid

I know the size of the beast.

How many fit in a pen? I asked

Forty nine at least 
 

Get your sheep. grunts Moose

The whiz kid made his pick

Good choice. Big Moose added

As the guy grabs one up real quick 
 

Double or nothing? sez Moose

Ain't finished betting yet

I don't mind, sez the kid

Precisely what is the bet? 
 

I bet, sez Moose, I can tell you

What you studied at college

What you do for a living

And the extent of your knowledge 
 

Got yourself a bet. sez the kid

Hugging his sheep in his arms

Ya work for Government, sez Moose

Your specialty is farms 
 

You went to Agricultural School

Majored in Farm Economics

So brilliant in the classroom

Spent half your time reading comics 
 

How do you know? sez the kid

His ego collapsed in a heap

Put down the dog and I'll tell ya., sez Moose

He's supposed to be minding the sheep



 


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