Remy had a little lamb

Remy had a little lamb, His fleece was black as coal. And everywhere that Remy went the little sheep would go.

"My little lamb why don't you scram I'm tryin' to take a pee!" The little lamb his crest fell down and thought - he no love me!

The little sheep so small and meek, He wandered in to town. Where would he go what would he seek so sad and feeling down?

He found a park and heard a bark and startled with such fright! A dog he saw with open jaw who chased him — then remarked:

"Now don't you sweat I see you fret I won't hurt you — don't bleat. For I'm a collie not a threat, My purpose is to greet!"

"Oh doggy friend I can't pretend I have a broken heart. My bestest pal I did offend — He sent me to depart!"

"My little sheep your pain is deep consumed you are with woe. I see the tears with which you weep, but something you must know:

"Remy is my friend as well, I see him time to time. And know him well this I must tell: He would not do this crime!"

The collie said let's bring you home and took him by the paw. And when along the path they roamed, A worried boy they saw.

"Oh little sheep I could not sleep my sadness overpow'ring! I'm not a fool — I'm no Bo Peep but desperately scouring!"

In to his arms the sheep he leapt and Remy held him tight. Then slowly back to home they crept, And well they slept that night.