I don't really have much time for sheep.
And I am not talking about the beautiful
four legged kind.
No, I am talking about the ones with two
legs, the ones who spend their entire life
fitting in with the rest of the woolly heads.
Petrified of being viewed as a black sheep
and shunned by the common flock.
What a waste of a life.
Bah!
Photo taken by me. Model: My Malshi, Prince.
Devon Brock
Tue 2nd Jul 2019 23:40
The audio really makes this poem shine. So, baaaahble on please.
D
I sadly do not have the voice for audio?
Thank you so much for stopping by, Lisa. I just added audio for this piece.
Always follow thou own path. And I don't like the 4 legged kind.
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Emer Ni Chorra
Tue 2nd Jul 2019 23:44
Hahaha Devon! Thank you. . Bah!?