Counting Sheep
won't put me to sleep
I keep watching my back
for the sheep with the hoofed daggered claw
and wooley gnaw at my back feet.
I don't trust the bleeting in my ears
and the grab for the grass-
they grabbed my ass before.
do you think the master Shepherd sees their
classless backbiting? The sheep near me
smell rather badly. They bleet rather loudly
the Shepherd doesn't seem to care.
He doesn't whip them into line or comb
their wooley wild matted hair. I think he's napping
in the vestibule. How can sheep be so damned cruel?