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My name is Benjamin
He softly said
And gave a gentle shake
Of woolly head
My name is Benjamin
He called out loud
Looking to inform
The tourist crowd
It’s BENJAMIN I say
Why can’t you hear?
I’ve said it quite enough
Oh dear, oh dear
Rose to his feet
And stood upon a boulder
He bleated BENJAMIN
With stiff-squared shoulder
With angry face
He climbed on to a rock
It’s BENJAMIN
He blathered to his flock
Why do they get it wrong?
The hurt’s gone deep
They look at me
And all they say is SHEEP
My name is Benjamin
He softly said
And gave a gentle shake
Of woolly head
Grace Gant
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