Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep,
And doesn't know where to find them;
Leave them alone, and they'll come home,
And bring their tails behind them.
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep,
And dreamed she heard them bleating;
But when she awoke she found it a joke,
For they were still a-fleeting.
Then up she took her little crook,
Determined for to find them;
She found them indeed, but it made her heart bleed,
For they'd left their tails behind them.
It happened one day, as Bo Peep did stray
Into a meadow hard by:
There she espied their tails side by side,
All hung on a tree to dry.
She heaved a sigh, and wiped her eye
And over the hillocks went rambling,
And tried what she could, as a shepherdess should,
To track each to its lambkin.

And a comic version
Little Bo Peep has washed her sheep,
They'd got so grey and greasy,
But after a scrub
In a soapy tub
They came out white and fleecy.
By
Richard Edwards