Song for a Minus One Friday

Finnbar the hairy sheepdog

Had a very curly coat

And if you ever saw him

You would think he was a goat.

All of the other sheepdogs

Used to laugh and call him names

They never let poor Finnbar

Join in any sheepdog games

Then one foggy Christmas Eve

The shepherd came to say

Finnbar with your hair so tight

Won't you find my ewes tonight?

Then all the sheepdogs loved him

As they shouted out with glee

Finnbar the hairy sheepdog

You'll go out instead of me!