In a Sheep’s Clothing Oh someday I will break away, From these prison walls I’ll be free; And out there on the lamb I will lay, Dressed in a sheep’s clothing I’ll be. Just like the others all the same, In my wardrobe all wound in wool; I will play their familiar game, All of them will be mine to fool. Similarly sane I will talk, Most agreeable, blah blah bah; Yes with the sheep I’ll walk the walk, And from the flock their strength I’ll draw. So in this wooly garb I wear, In sheep’s clothing where now I hide; Hopefully better I can fare, Denying the true wolf inside. Dave MacLennan
Posted on: Thu, 15 Aug 2013 05:20:10 +0000
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