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The First Herdwick
When God said: “Let there be sheep”, High on a crag in Cumbria A lump of slate cracked free to tup A shawl of passing cloud, which, somewhat Shocked, floated to the mountain top And there gave birth to something Woolly and wiley, mild-eyed, White faced, grey as frost in starlight And with a most determined set of legs. And God said: “What’s yon?” And Sheep said: “I’s a Herdwick”. And God looked at all the sheep he’d made And saw that they were good; But he looked at the Herdwick and said:- “Ayes – them’s the buggers!” by Ross Baxter
This poem is included in ” This Place I Know. A New Anthology of Cumbrian Poetry” Handstand Press 2018
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