Missed, shot four ewe;
Aiming, though, at the barn door. . .
Foot away with .44.
Ire and madness grew
In shot four ewe.

Miffed, hot, four ewe,
Angry sheep, a scary sight.
Guess I should repair the sight,
Get glasses too,
Or buy a .22.
Missed, shot, four ewe.

Miffed, hot, four ewe,
They cried a call;
Ram gath'ring ensued.
Without my gun I am nothing at all;
It got lost, and now I'm screwed;
They've bad attitude.

Miffed, hot, sore crew--
I try to stall
The rambunctious mood.
I hand out lunch to assuage ovine gall,
But they can see through
Misguided ruse.

Miffed, hot, sore crew,
Into action they spring.
They're good at that butting thing,
And real good they can chew,
So I regret what I did do:
Missed, shot four ewe.