DON'T MAKE ME BREAK YOUR LEG

There was a wayward sheep,
Often wandering from the fold,
The shepherd spent much energy,
Returning him to safety, I'm told.

The shepherd left the ninety-nine,
To search for the disobedient lamb,
Caught with the hook, at the edge of the cliff,
Returned to the safety of the shepherd's hand.

You are forever wandering into trouble,
The shepherd said to the sheep one day,
Now I must break your leg,
So you will at last learn not to stray.

The sheep then had to depend on the shepherd,
To carry him and tend on his every need,
The sheep learned the joy of obedience,
And repented of his wayward ways.

When the lamb's leg was healed,
And he was able to come and go,
Following the footsteps of the shepherd,
Was the path he chose to know.