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!
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