A fun little poem about a sheep that I thought of while jogging


There once was a sheep

Who ate grass by the heap


It wandered through shops

It trotted across streets


Then it happened upon wheats

Which it devoured in six heavenly feasts


Through fields and farms it rambled

Up and down mountains it scrambled


And at long last

It found mounds of oat, oh so vast


But alas

Those oats

They had been claimed by the goats

Magnus Grace

VT

15 years old

More by Magnus Grace

  • Bus ride


    Riding down the winding mountain trail
    In an uncomfortable school bus

    Listening to Stevie Wonder 
    While laughing as we fall out of our seats
    From the impact of each pothole

  • Sunset

    Walking through the college greens 

    On a warm night


    Some random song stuck in my head

    Playing on repeat once again


    Smelling the new flowers blooming 

    In the garden near my favorite picnic table

  • After the rain

    Humid air drifts through the streets

    Carrying the scent of damp leaves

     

    The birds sing songs of joy 

    While gathering food for their young


    Flowers begin to sprout among the grass and moss