Meek The Sheep Poem by Sebastian Seal

Meek is a sheep
of a curious type.
She eats the flowers
and smokes a pipe.
She wears wool dye
and a go-faster stripe.
And avoids those things
with too much hype.

Meek is a sheep
who is easy to like.
She never complains
nor goes on strike.
She wanders the countryside
and enjoys a hike.
And won the Tour de France
on her Yamaha bike.

Meek is a sheep
who might seem strange.
She lives in a field
at home on the range.
She doesn't hang around
with those in the grange.
Especially not those
with fleas and mange.

Meek is a sheep
who quietly baas.
She doesn't make a fuss
nor drive loud cars.
She keeps to herself
and doesn't go to bars.
But has high ambitions,
and wants to visit Mars.

Meek is a sheep
of which Buddha would approve.
She sits very patiently
and doesn't make a move.
She's pretty enough
to be in the Louvre.
And good enough inside
to have nothing to prove.