Hard Core Bo Peep 3

Once under an olive tree we coddled
And in summer's noontime shade, perspired.
By only each other's limbs were we swaddled
Since it was too hot to be attired.  
Surrendered to your beauty, and your staff,  
I feel as a member of the flock,
But the lambs will not linger at your laugh
Nor please your ears with lyrical talk.  
Let us together drain a skin of wine!
Let us dance beneath the midsummer sky!
On plenitude of olives we will dine
Or turn unwanted rams into a pie!  
And if all of this should fail to please,
We will have our fill of milk and cheese!
Written by MidnightSonneteer
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