100%

Over heard in a bar!!!!


If you disregard number fifty two
Who really never had a clue
All her lamming had its cost
Every lamb she had was lost
nursed under lamp and bales of hay
The poor old thing has passed away
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Eight and twelve I've been instructed
Don’t count because they’re tax deducted
Fifteen ten and twenty eight
We are still waiting because they’re late
They always give birth to octets
Well-fed and treated like pets
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Ninety four and thirty five
There was a scare but still alive
Not counting ewes that are too old
And the ten soon to be sold
We are feeling quite content
This year we’ll hit hundred percent
.
Congratulations praised a hearty drinks all round
with fallen stock collection there's no burial mound