Reflections on Sheep in Cars

Short sheep driving! beep beep
look out! look out! the road is steep

They do not drive,
they cannot turn
They waste the gas
they'll never learn

The window is dirty
they don't even know
their little heads
are down below

Short sheep driving! beep beep
look out! look out! the road is steep

They don't stop for toilets
they just let loose!
In the back of the car
there's a duck and a goose

Sheep at the corner,
sheep at the store!
How did they get there?
There's more and more!

Short sheep driving! beep beep
look out! look out! the road is steep

Giving rides to everyone
Sheep cars on the road!
this car is full,
it's gonna explode!

Drug their food now!
Quicker than quick
Smile everyone
so they won't suspect a trick

Short sheep driving! beep....beep...
head on the horn; they're asleep!

Confiscate their keys
don't ever give them back
or we'll have another
short sheep attack!

This poem is not as random as it appears...next door there is a sheep in the car! Maybe to keep it warm, who knows? The car is out of use, parked in the yard, but still...confiscate their keys please!