Mary had a little lamb.
She thought it was nice for stew.
She planned to kill the lamb
one day and the lamb was
nowhere to go.
It made Mary laugh away;
she sure loved her little game.
She took its fleece and made a
coat, brought it to school
for the winter snow.
Now, I'll tell you little lambs:
Don't be Mary's pet.
08.09.07
22:26 [Jumong]
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