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Baa, Baa, Black Sheep
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Can't you see
My coat is full?
And it will stay this
Fluffy and nice
So stop bothering me!
Heed my advice!
Blah, blah, human,
Nothing left to say?
Good to hear!
Now, go away!
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Maybe I do.
Let's cut the bull.
I need my wool
To keep me warm,
So move along,
Get off my farm!
Don't get any of your
funny ideas.
Back away
And leave the shears.
Baa, baa, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
No, but here are
Three bags full.
One wouldn't listen
One saw too much
And one used his shears
So he was disposed of
So take up a shovel
And help dig holes
To dump the bags
And you'll get some wool
It's an offer
You shouldn't refuse
Because I just remembered
My fourth bag isn't full...
Yet.
(Of course this version isn't for kids. Just angry, naked sheep.)