THE LAM AND DUV.
Thare are none ov the animals, that i kan remember ov now, that are ov the nuter gender except the mule.
I hav often seen men ov the nuter jender. If yu don’t beleave this, cum down whare i liv and i will point them out to you.
The femail lam iz the dearest little package ov innosense and buty known to natralists.
A femail lam iz mi pride and hope. I luv the whole entire congregashun ov them. The mail lam soon gits ruff. They hav horns which burst out ov their heds, and when they git advanced in the journey ov life, theze horns are a hard thing tew kontradicket.
I hav seen an aged mail lam knock a 2-hoss waggon into splinters with one blo ov their horns.
This iz terrible if true.
The mail lam when he arrives at hiz majority iz called a ram.
The lam iz kivvered from childhood with a softe coating called wool, from whitch cloth iz sed to be made, and also from whitch yarn iz sed to be spun.
There iz a grate deal ov yarn spun in this world that has no wool in it; theze yarns are called phibs.