I think I feel a poem coming on,
No, my mind is not gone.
I will not make it about a hen,
Wouldn't do that to you again.
How about a llama or a sheep?
Now that would be poetry that is deep.
All I know is that it is awful funny,
How they make my world so sunny.
Sheep that can jump so high,
You'd think they're going to touch the sky.
Llamas that love me,
Are very hard workers, you'll see.
As for the hen,
Oops! I'm back to her again...
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