The Shining Wyrm

2.ii

Treat the lambs with gentle hand,

Lead them kindly, understand.

No harsh blows, no sticks or whips,

Nurture them with tender tips.

As they grow, their spirits bright,

Guide them with a loving light.

A sprinkle of dirt, a gentle nudge,

Teach them well, without a grudge.

Yearlings, ewes, and rams so bold,

Guide them firm, but never scold.

Leather lashes, gentle cords,

Teach them manners, as their Lord.

With crook in hand, we gently guide,

Through valleys green, where sheep abide.

Teaching patience, teaching care,

In the fields, we tend and share.

So heed these words, young ones, dear,

In sheep husbandry, hold them near.

For in these rules, our flock finds grace,

A shepherd's song, in every place.

-A Song of Shepherds in the Fields of Marne