The Ugly Sheepling

Once there was an ugly sheep
A poor unhappy thing
He used to hide his head, asleep
Beneath his sheepie wing

The other sheep would laugh at him
And mock him without cease
For swimming in the feeding trough
And at his feathered fleece

The sheep could hardly make this out
It puzzled them still more
That Bob on two legs walked about
While other sheep used four

Bob grew, but never extra legs
Which took the flock aback
Likewise his trick of laying eggs
And bleating with a Quack!

Sheep are weak in intellect
And easily confused
And so the ewe in this respect
Mistook her woolly brood

She took another lamb along
For reasons too complex,
Completely got the species wrong
And, likewise, failed the sex.

Whilst the newly new hatched lamb
Was by its nature dumb
And catching first sight of the dam
Imprinted as her mum

Mummy sheep got quite distressed
And cursed her ovine luck
The thought did not disturb her head
That Bob was born a duck!