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Heaps of Sheeps (Wyatt Robert)

I realised my fists were clenched, I stretched my fingers to relax. Still not sleeping, I tried counting sheep. One by one, They leapt across the fence Constructed for them, Right to left, Across the fence I bad constructed. Having jumped, They refused further direction. Each sheep, where it landed, Refusing to exit, remained. (Certain a vast writhing heap Growing fast on the left). Try as I might, I could not stop them entering Once again. Try as they might, Not one could leave the stage. I realised my fists were clenched. I stretched my fingers. Each sheep were it landed, Refusing to exit, remained. (Creating a vast writhing heap Growing quickly on one side). Try as they might, Not one could leave the stage, Try as I might, I could not stop them entering, Once again. No longer daring to close my eyes, Still not sleeping. I realised my goose was cooked I wondered shipshaped on the shore.