The city sheep came
For a trip to the farm
Saw the llama's hair
And cried out in alarm
The llama said
"What bro? You gotta be kiddin'!
I thot my hair do
Was really quite fittin'
We live on a farm
What else you expect?
With corn and wheat
Our hair's always flecked
You're from the city
You really don't know
Cause your hair's always glossy
Your folks always slow
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