He is hungry and angry
My lambs are cute
And fat
And frolicy
They jump on the ewes
They steal their grain
And eat their hay.
Andy lays
He cries.
And I go to him.
I change him
I find him so he can eat.
He is completely and utterly dependant.
It's actually a miracle we were never wiped out...
That was my thought for this lovely Friday.
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