The lovely, kind and lovely shepherd had lots and lots of sheep a look Arthur. Counte ’em all. Wait! The lovely, kind and lovely shepherd lost a sheep. Oh, dear. What a stupid lovely, kind and lovely shepherd. Look for the losted sheep. Look for it.
“Oh, howly, woe and wail aplenty! Where am my losty sheepy sheep?! Where am my… OI!!! COME ’ERE YOU!!!”
The lovely, kind and lovely shepherd danced with him losty now foundy sheep all the way to the lovely, kind and lovely abattoir.
“You were lost, now you am found and soon you will be all carvy, slicey onna dinner platey onna scrumptious Sunday day. Weepy, happy, joyful tears! Oh, what a good and kind lovely, kind and lovely shepherd are I! Is that my spaceship?”
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