I say to you my fellow bovine My hoofed friends We must be thankful for the grass in the valley We must be thankful for the calves born each spring Ours is a simple life A life of mooing A life of eating grass for hours on end And that's about it
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Posted: Apr 2016
About this poem:
I saw many cows on my way to Lancaster this morning. Just wondering what would they say if they could.
Comments (6)
was the flying cow in the movie Twisted
and it was still mooing
but this is much better
chew the cud and give it's milk. Wouldn't
life be so much simpler.
Cafe