Be on it! Once upon a time, a springtime was a matter of fact, a night time, a certain flock of sheep had a visit from one of his distortions. Tara Beaufritt Ruff transparency Barley Beaufritt Now, please don't crowd each other. Pick out the you, and you like best, and she will be your mother. Come on, you lazy little lamb. It's time you were awake. Oh, goodness me. That's not a lamb. Hold on, let me see some steak. Uh, uh, let's see. Is it? Oh, dear, please. I'm the only lamb. Lama's four hundred seven to be. Uh, uh. Lambert, but that's no lamb at all. Lambert is alive. So, that's a good one. Oh, goodness me. I got to do some flying. Come, Lambert. Uh, come on me. I beg your pardon. Sorry, sorry. Oh, this is sheep. I am afraid there's been a sight. But no, I think I'll take that vicious little proof and drop it in the jar. Mr. Betsey? All right. Now I have it. And I have anything she wants. But I'm sorry. I'm only delivering things. Well, the next morning when the sun rose, the sheep rose. And all the little lambs were being tidied up by their mothers. And Lambert, then, just looking for little guy, wake at a hardly-wake-to-run and jump into a gamble with his brothers. Ah! Uh-oh. You're right. There's something wrong. The other lambs all left an intuition with a sauce. Lambert, you can't even buy, you can't even blink. Your ears are too big and so are you big. Lambert, you tell it to yourself, as though you're all there isn't enough for one thing. Lambert, be quiet, and always trying to be a wild one. What is she? Lambert, she's this lion. She's a little lazy, but there is a lion. Lambert, stop that, he can blink. He doesn't land alone. On the other land, all gets it now. To watch this funny sound. Uh-uh-uh-uh, he wanted to be cozy. But he was counted as... Lambert, the sheep is lions. Lambert, you always trying to be a wild and a really sheep. Lambert, the sheep is lion. The little lambs got lambs on. He was a never-streck. He had to hide his bones to save his little name. He couldn't buy, couldn't put, it last poor Lambert knew. He hated to admit that he was yellow, through and through. Time changes everything. The little spring lambs were sheep by fall. And Lambert's small, all was sheep proud of him because she had the biggest sheep, a human lamb of mutton. Isn't he huge? However, he's still in the butt of all that jokes. Takes it on the chin. The butt is not farer just like a sheep, but he has a sheepish grin. One night the sheep will fast asleep. Lambert woke up with a fight. For he had heard an awful sound. And so on, was a awful fight. A hungry wolf had found a whiter. Lambert was terrified. Lambert! Lambert! Lambert! He couldn't buy, couldn't put, what? He was big, couldn't put, he was sure. Lambert! But when he saw this gruesome fight, Lambert had heard his mother cry and something snapped inside of him. He was a raging lion. Lambert! Lambert's mother is so proud and the sheep have changed their tune. Lambert! Is she fierce like a snake? There's no Z9, it's not even a wild and worried sheep. His parents and the sheep, they're worried and they're being chased by a snake. On, incidentally, don't worry about that hungry wolf. He has a place to cling, he won't starve, because that bush has berries, every spray.