Little Shepherdesses
Pray where are they now
my little shepherdesses
pray where might I find them
now they are hiding or gone
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They are all in the meadow
down there by the dew-pit
a full brace and a half of em
as far as can tell ……………….
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And pray what are they doing
down there by the dew-pit
are the three of em playing
and with what and with whom
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Are they brazenly bathing
or just casually lazing
while their flock is a grazing
on lush green meadow grass
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They be easing out creases
from Sunday best dresses
each one of em covered
In ripe fig sweet caresses ...
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All perfumed from toes
to the nape of their necks
since discarding their clothes
on them bushes for hanging
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Oh’ my lord what a sight
for these sore eyes, a smiling
here just biding our time till
They church bells stop clanging
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My little shepherdesses
all naked they play
down in green meadow
each there away far away
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Not knowing they’re watched
or do they or don’t they
sharing lips, fingers and tongues
without so much a care or a blush …