Poor Fred

Hello world, here I am!

Said the baby -

a little lamb.

Waiting, waiting, waiting waiting

Oh look! A pair of elders,

looks like they're mating.

Mummy?

Is that how I came into this world?

Hmmm

Oh look, Molly just had a baby!

Looks like a little girl.

Mummy,

I asked you a question.

Did you do that to get me here?

Young son, you must know

to birth you need a pair.

Then where is the other one?

Why is it just you?

Because your father is a ram

and I am a ewe.

So rams are there just to create?

And then you have to separate?

Yes son, that's what happens at this farm.

Be grateful there comes to you no harm.

OK mummy, I've had enough today.

Little Fred went and plopped onto some hay.

What's up with him? Is he OK?

Yes Elsie, he just learnt about his dad Ray.

Oh, said Elsie, she nodded her head.

Looking at the young male they all called Fred.

Poor chap, she thought, like father like son.

The day they separate him, there will be no more fun.