There is no laughter on the farms,
is no laughter by the fells,
is no laughter in the fields,
has given way to s-laughter.
is the slaying of the lambs,
slaughter of the innocents.
one of the Innocents, fled slaughter.
Simon Peter He said, "Feed my lambs".
And again He said, "Feed my sheep".
farmers say, "Lambs are bred for slaughter,
living, the current market price".
pestilence demands a dreadful sacrifice.