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MY LITTLE LAMB
My 'little lamb', why are you blue?
My rod - my staff - could comfort you.
Let your lord shepherd stop on by;
With me I'll make you down to lie.
Through pastures green I will lead you,
The world will have a different view
When I've made your cup overflow
You'll find it hard to let me go.
A table furnished, set to eat,
I present myself as your treat.
Partake, I urge, forget your woes.
I'll show my love before your foes.
My rod - my staff - could comfort you.
Let your lord shepherd stop on by;
With me I'll make you down to lie.
Through pastures green I will lead you,
The world will have a different view
When I've made your cup overflow
You'll find it hard to let me go.
A table furnished, set to eat,
I present myself as your treat.
Partake, I urge, forget your woes.
I'll show my love before your foes.
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