Monday, April 7, 2008

Little Bo Peep

Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep
so she went to the U and earned a Master’s degree
in wildlife management

Little Bo Peep’s errant sheep
heard tell of a utopian life
in a game sanctuary, so he hoofed a ride
in a camouflage van, all the way
to where heaven began

But he should have ran
for the hills, instead
since that van held some fellas
who were looking for a head
full-curled, just like the one he had
between his fine, muscled shoulders

One fella named Ralph,
a ticket he had
sold to the highest bidder
That ticket was for
a certain lost sheep
who had Ralph’s name on him

And all this time
the sheep had been wondering
“Why have I such an odd tattoo?
A free creature I am, I come and I go
so why say I belong to you?”
Though wonder he may,
it was too late in the day
to have that mark removed

Now Little Bo Peep has found her sheep
with the help of her technical team,
helicopters and radio collars,
but despite all that technology
he wasn’t where he oughta be
roaming wild and rutting free

No, instead his lovely head
was on the wall of Canadian Tire
why not go and see for yourself
then you’ll know that I’m no liar
and all of this tale is true

Rachel Westfall
April 7, 2008

1 comment:

devilsivy said...

The nursery-rhyme gives a "from the mouths of babes" effect: innocent yet indicting. It hurt to read, as it should.