The sheep at the
ranch were all in a dither.
They had to decide
on a leader, and two
Candidates who stood
before them
Worked on persuading
each ram and ewe
To vote for them to
serve as leader.
Working together,
succeed they would,
Said one. The other
said that if any-
Body could save
them, he alone could.
For some odd reason,
the second sheep
Won to all the
animals' surprise.
The wool was pulled
right over their heads
As he continued to
propagandize.
"Do not listen
to what others say,"
The newly-elected
leader declared.
"Evil wolves
are out there to kill you."
He was able to keep
the sheep scared.
Some atypical sheep
were skeptics
And didn't believe
the leader's baloney.
The more they heard
the leader speak,
The more they
thought the leader was phony.
"Something is
terribly wrong," they said.
"The leader's
garb seems off-kilter.
He cares NOT a jot
about us;
What's more, he
speaks without a filter."
Gradually, sheep
disappeared.
Their whereabouts
was a stumper.
Meanwhile, their
leader became
Louder, bolder,
meaner, and plumper.
The sheep then chose one
of their own
To see if the leader
had major flaws.
He noticed that
under the leader's clothing,
The leader had not
hooves but claws!
Many sheep refused
to believe
Their ruler was
phony and not on the level
And blindly followed
the leader's commands,
Basically signing a
pact with the devil.
Too late they
learned the problem of choosing
A leader filled with
distrust and loathing
Who didn’t have
their best interests
At heart--in short,
a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Ah, poor sheep, if
you had been
Careful not to have
taken the bait,
You could have
spared yourselves much trouble
Long before it
became too late.
-by Bob B (12-18-17)
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