Let’s up the ante

& sing a sheep shanty,

& celebrate the wooly residents of this land

the ewes, the rams, the tegs, the lambs

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We’ll tell of former flocks

& crofts & licks & troughs,

thus glorifying the ovinely amazing

the never complaining them, steadfastly grazing

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Yes, let’s up the ante

& sing a sheep shanty,

as other folk might join in, having travelled from afar

– by the way, there’s only 1 lyric & it’s ‘baa’

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