Mary had a little lamb
She wished that it was bigger
And everywhere that Mary went
Her girlfriend's all would snigger
She went into, the naughty shop
To see what could be done
With no receipt, she kept the meat
And had a lot less fun
It made her girlfriends laugh out loud
When they went out to play
To see a lamb, that was no ram
And much to her dismay
And so she finally threw it out
But not without a curse
Cuz monster rams won't fit inside
A tiny handheld purse
Why did Mary love it so
Her tiny little lamb
It ain't the size that makes it go
The technique's in the hand