Mary has a stinky lamb. . .

Mary has a bunch of lambs. Their fleece is. . .gray. . .

The main culprit is her constant companion since birth, Lambie.
He's a Beanie Baby gifted to her by her sister on the day of her birth.
And everywhere that Mary goes, that lamb is sure to tag along
(the bathtub, the sandbox, the backyard garden, the dinner table. . .
he nearly was made into frybread last weekend after
camping out near the dough preparation area. . .).

Lambie usually spends two-week stints
accumulating funky mementos of his adventures.

When the stench becomes overpowering,
Lambie goes solo to the spa (washer/dryer)
to be de-funked and fluff-dried.

Pretty baaaaaaaaad
(couldn't resist that one)