It was the wrong crowd!A Story by andrew mitchellOf course! Its just a story!
When the shepherd came out
onto the balcony and waved, he was moo-ed off on his greetings, the crowd being cows had no trust in a shepherd, and he only trusted his flock. Bitterly disappointed he was, he had promised lamb chops to his apprentices for dinner; just lambs for the slaughter provided by sheep so willingly. But no, not this time! The moos continued, they blew his cover. Moo! Moo! Moo! There were no sheep in sight!
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2 Reviews Added on June 3, 2017 Last Updated on June 3, 2017 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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