A group of sheep,
Made a discovery that they could talk.
Soon there was enough chatter,
Much louder and full of vigour,
That they could make a whole table rock.
The group of sheep,
Wore a mask,
Mind you each one of them,
Fearing a pesticide infection.
Came to know that they would be learning to write very soon.
A letter would reach to each of their distant relatives,
Within a day or two.
By evening they would even learn to swim,
And as the days pass,
They will surely learn that behind all this is their God,
Who loves them beyond anything.