Shepherd

Shepherd

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Deep and deep into the woods I would sink; on and on would I walk; till I reach the forest hoods! Shepherd; aah! Be that I could! Taking the sheep, I would move, from noise to less; to tranquility. The welcome note would Coo the Dove; at the brink of the forest, mighty! Sheep the grass, juicy would enjoy; So would I, my moments calm. Under the bower I would coy; In mind of-course, a melodious psalm! At night, my sheep would recline and I would take, to tree trunk; Moon’s sight would slide me to cloud-nine, In peace and

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