greenlands Posted May 27, 2013 Report Posted May 27, 2013 Cow’s Lament I've just given birth to a calf, Sir,And of motherly pride I am full,But please do not laugh and please do not chaff,When I say that I've not met the bull. The farmyard’s the dreariest place, Sir,And my life is no longer gay,Since that one spot of fun in the dismal year’s run,Has by science been taken away. No bull has embraced me with passion,I've not had the chance of a binge,I haven’t been loved, instead I've been jabbed,By a vet with a sterile syringe. You may think that it’s all very well, Sir,There are some things a cow cannot say,But those cold-handed tarts who play with our parts,Still get theirs the old-fashioned way. Thanks to an Australian friend. Lindsay
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