The poor lost sheep have wandered far from home
In dense bracken , dangerously they roam.
They approach a perilous deep abyss
Which is very far from fleeceful bliss .
They followed a false shepherd who was blind
Nowadays so easy for such sheep to find.
True shepherds seek to save them from their gloom
And deliver them from their threatening doom.
He gently leads them on to pastures green
And still blue waters soft, sweet and serene.
Then with balm he heals their impeded sight,
The happy lambs frisk and skip in sheer delight.
The moral of this tale will be very clear
For those with eyes to see and ears to hear,
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