Baa Baa Black Sheep,
Why you're such a fool?
They never gave you anything,
For your three bags of wool.
Now the little boy has grown up,
He doesn't wear any wool.
Master and Dame are long gone,
Then why you're still sticked to rule?
Go and enjoy with your brothers,
Go out and make new friends.
See if you can find someone,
Worth enough to hold your hand.
Youth won't last forever,
So go and explore the world.
And use your black black shiny wools,
Just to impress some girls.
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