A flock of Mr. Sheep, a fluffy sight to see,
Katie's collection, oh so woolly!
Each one a mister, all full of charm,
A whimsy in their names, keeping sheep safe from harm.
White as clouds, or black as night,
Their fleeces soft, a gentle light.
They graze and nap in pastures green,
Contentment in their eyes, a peaceful scene.
For Katie knows, with heart so true,
The joy of sheep, in every hue.
So let them bleat and wander free,
These Mr. Sheep, a flock for thee.
For in their gentle presence, we find our rest,
A love for sheep, forever blessed.
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