As I was walking down the street
I heard the bleat of horned sheep.
Oh,please don’t do that trick again
Keep the damned sheep in their pen.
They are not meant to go to town
Even when decked in my best gown.
Window shopping’s not for sheep
And all my money’s mine to keep.
And Cappucino’s not their drink
Even when their fleece is pink.
Cafe Nero is for me,
It’s not the place for lambs to be!
As for Starbucks,say no more
They don’t like sheep by their front door.
Whatever gave you that idea?
Your thinking seems quite insincere.
M& S sell clothes for men
Not coats for sheep from out that pen.
I know you have a loyalty card,
But please let your excess be curbed.
If you must buy new clothes for them
Get them from E bay or Amazon.
I feel so shy and full of qualms
How shall i ever be calm?
I married you not two fat sheep,
And yet with them you want to sleep!
I know they keep us snug and warm,
But they sleep right through my alarm.
I’m always late for work these days,,
And we can’t live without my pay.
So take those sheep back on the moor
And come back here and shut the door
How my heart sings 