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Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, And, as they lived near Sellafield, In the dark the sheep would glow.
Now, you might think it very odd To see a sheep this way, But, stranger still it must be said, It laid boiled eggs each day.
Now, this behaviour came to light When the government found out, And then a local newspaper Published and left no doubt. |
For years and years the sheep would roam With our shepherdess in tow And, with the boiled eggs he'd lay, Mary eat quite well you know.
Then one dark and fateful day The lamb, he met a hen. Covered in fleece, the hen said "Hi", "Come up and see my pen".
And some peculiar sight it was, Upon those hills so cool, To see a lamb that laid boiled eggs With a hen covered in wool! |
Mary left and got a job At a supermarket till- The glowing lamb and woolly hen Settled down on a new hill.
So, when you're up in Cumbria And see, at night, a glow, And egg shells laying on the ground, The reason you will Know! |
Malcolm Locker - Shropshire Writer
an experienced marketing and technical author and
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