Poetry about blacksheep
Created | Updated Oct 12, 2005
One broad who calls herself Ben immortalized my friend <blacksheep> in this poem, though it's really more of a commentary about me being a notorious multi-tasker-
Baa Baa <blacksheep>
Have you read the page?
"No ma'am, no ma'am.
Don't get in a rage!
I'm reading the email
I'm reading IM
I'm reading the website.
My head is in a spin!"
My friend Hypatia also wrote a couple of poems about <blacksheep>. The first is a limerick, showing <blacksheep>'s side of the old story about Mary-
"Why the <bleep> Mary lost her Sheep"
The shepherdess Mary's so cheap,
She won't buy any food for her sheep.
So they all ran away
To eat clover and hay -
Now Mary can take a big leap.
Hypatia's second poem was written sort of spitefully, in a gloating mood when she won a bet and I had to wash <blacksheep> (he's actually just a white sheep who's gotten very dirty... bet you didn't know that).
Rub-a-dub-dub
Put <blacksheep> in the tub
And scrub through the day and the night.
Squeeze out some shampoo
And you'll find when we're through
That <blacksheep> has turned sparkling white.
Wolfgang wrote this one, entitled Desperado Buck (Buck is <blacksheep>'s formal name)
There once was a sheep from Oakwood,
Who was often up to no good.
<space><space><space>He was down on his luck,
<space><space><space>So he hijacked a truck
While wearing a cape and a hood.
If you have any poetry about my good friend <blacksheep>, please start a conversation below. He loves attention.
Baa Baa <blacksheep>
Have you read the page?
"No ma'am, no ma'am.
Don't get in a rage!
I'm reading the email
I'm reading IM
I'm reading the website.
My head is in a spin!"
My friend Hypatia also wrote a couple of poems about <blacksheep>. The first is a limerick, showing <blacksheep>'s side of the old story about Mary-
"Why the <bleep> Mary lost her Sheep"
The shepherdess Mary's so cheap,
She won't buy any food for her sheep.
So they all ran away
To eat clover and hay -
Now Mary can take a big leap.
Hypatia's second poem was written sort of spitefully, in a gloating mood when she won a bet and I had to wash <blacksheep> (he's actually just a white sheep who's gotten very dirty... bet you didn't know that).
Rub-a-dub-dub
Put <blacksheep> in the tub
And scrub through the day and the night.
Squeeze out some shampoo
And you'll find when we're through
That <blacksheep> has turned sparkling white.
Wolfgang wrote this one, entitled Desperado Buck (Buck is <blacksheep>'s formal name)
There once was a sheep from Oakwood,
Who was often up to no good.
<space><space><space>He was down on his luck,
<space><space><space>So he hijacked a truck
While wearing a cape and a hood.
If you have any poetry about my good friend <blacksheep>, please start a conversation below. He loves attention.
