Evil Sheep
This is a poem by my sister. She wanted you to have a read and let us know what you think! Cheers.
The Welshman is going to sleep,
To spend some time with his sheep,
They normally live high up in the hills,
But sleep with him when they get ill,
They sneak downstairs when you're asleep,
Yes that's right, evil sheep!
They steal all your food and nice new chairs,
They're so evil they just sit and stare,
And if they hear you stirring from your bed,
They take a saucepan and smack your head,
So BEWARE, I warn you now,
This is the truth that I do tell,
Never let sheep into your bed,
Or you yourself could end up dead.
IMAGE: Black Sheep
3 Comments – Post a comment
eddie secretary
Commented 6 months ago - 16th November 2011 - 12:05pm
Loving the choice of Picture - Thanx Mr Editor
CLICryan
Commented 6 months ago - 16th November 2011 - 13:26pm
Heh - you're welcome. The film popped straight into my head when I read the poem (which is awesome by the way - more horror/animal hybrid poetry please!).
eddie secretary
Commented 6 months ago - 16th November 2011 - 17:58pm
there shall be more lol, ill get my sister to sign up to clic herself and put up her own poetry rather than me stealing the credit lol,
but Ryan i look forward to nattering with you at the CLIC Awards on saturday, i hope you like my hat that i will be wearing lol, its very outlandish lol thats all im gonna say lol