Sheveral Shots of a Shorn Sheep

Yesterday at lunch, my buddy Bobby asked me if I wanted to go with him to shear a sheep.

"Uh...yes", I quickly answered.

My friend Bobby sheared a sheep,
and left its wool all in a heap.
He did the job with nary a bleat,
and I thought that was really neat.

He is a master with the clipper,
there were no cuts, not even a nipper.
He trimmed the ram of its wool,
and now the owner has a bag full.