Mary has a new little lamb, her fleece is amazing; rolly polly.
She's a CVM, her name is Jolie.
She's a CVM, her name is Jolie.
Some wish it was Mary who went, but it was actually Theresa they sent.
...which was against the rules.
You've never seen such a sight in your life, Theresa was about ready to use a carving knife...
When at last home that night, all the children laughed to see such a sight, because...
Hey Diddle, Diddle, Mary's little lamb wasn't so little, stuffed in a tiny bin tight as a fiddle!
...and the fork ran away with the spoon. :)
(p.s. More updates coming, of the less creative, more coherent, sort. Thanks for reading! :)
Great post! It made me smile to realize that I'm not the only one who brings critters home in probably inappropriate vehicles. At least last time, the goat was in a large dog crate in the back of the explorer.
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