(The sheep of the shire flock to the village square for the vote. GEORGE and the MINSTREL follow SHEEP into the crowd.)
(POLL SHEEP rises and bangs a gavel to call the vote.)
All in favor say, "Meh."
(Various shire sheep bleat "Meh," building in volume.)
Opposition say "Bah."
(But most of the sheep are still Meh-ing--some of them don't seem to know what they're voting for, but everybody else is doing it--the Meh-ing continues to build until the vote is unanimous.)
The motion is carried and adopted withal.
Now it's time for the inaugural ball!
(The Ewes and Rams line up at opposite sides of the square, facing each other, bouncing nervously in anticipation, but no one seems to want the first dance.)
Pardon me asking...
Why is nobody dancing?
No one knows how to lead. Think about it, we're sheep.
Even one tiny step is a big giant leap.
Well... Nothing worth doing is easy to do.
Let me be the sheep. You just have to be ewe.
I'm not taking "Bah" for an answer, my steed.
You're a natural hoofer. Just follow my lead!
(George grabs Sheep and drags him out on the dance floor.)
(George starts dancing the Sheep around the square with him.)
(Minstrel also grabs a male sheep and dances him around the square.)
(George spins Sheep into a Ewe and the momentum carries the new couple out onto the dance floor.)
(Minstrel spins her partner into a crowd of Ewes, as well, and grabs another surprised partner.)
(Soon the whole village is dancing! Minstrel leads the Lambs in a circle through the square. Various sheep YIP and BLEAT happily.)
(They all finish with their hooves in the air!)