The Sheep, The Wolves & The Pigs (Poem)

The Sheep have lost sight through their thick matted wool
They stay bumpin heads
and forgot who is who

Their shepherd the Wolves don’t know how to shear
They trick for the sake
Prey on the fear

The Pigs give a damn who or what can’t hold through
Their trough is a flood that no one can chew

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