Ode to Ned
You lived on a farm
Perhaps in a barn
One day you woke up
And all around was harm.
'Cuz the farmer came after you
Wielding an ax
And you were running and gobbling
Hoping farmer'd be lax.
Alas you saw red
And lost your head.
Oh, Ned. Oh, Ned.
But we are very happy
You lost your head
'Cuz now we can eat you
And go happily to bed.
Thank you, Ned!
A Rock of One's Own and Beyond
2 weeks ago
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