Hogard, the black-coated sheep,
Had a very gray-brown pelt.
Stood out from all the others,
A tough life to him’d been dealt.
All of the fluffy white sheep
Used to laugh and say they’re better.
They never let poor Hogard
Make his wool into a sweater.
Then one cool November day,
Cordarounds came to say:
“Hogard with your coat of night,
We are here to end your plight.”
Then all the white sheep loved him,
Forced to see him differently.
Black sheep crewneck sweaters,
You’ll go down in history.
Available online at cordarounds.com.