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!