damn lambs week old, ratty, splatty, covered in flem, big eyed, eared, fluff, no weather in the sky, just reflected, and aeroplane hum, leaves in trees and wormy, wiggly piglets in stylets, mud up to here and no one cares, just amble like lambs by the canal where fallen trees crack and rot and bugs bug about singing opera to calves and surprise! Hey! Donkeys!