The sheep was free and independent,
As the other sheeps were dependent.
The sheep slowly started to cry,
For her fur wasn't dry.
But the sheep found herself in love,
She looked up and saw the stars blink up above.
She then became part of his life,
But she knew she would never be his wife.
Because there was a woman named Aphrodite,
Who was very mighty!
The shepherd was in love with her,
For it all happened in a blur.
She was a swan,
Who wanted the sheep gone.
So, she had the shepherd pick-
And made him seem like a prick!
She was now like a crow,
And wanted the shepherds dough.
He should have never left the sheep,
Because when he left it cut deep!
The shepherd wanted to go back...
So he got his stuff and pack,
When he saw the sheep dead...
He couldn't get the image out of his head!
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