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The Herd

We used to have a larger group Ten thousand head at best Once we had the largest herd Of Longhorn in the west But, times got tough, we sold a few There was the drought back in '11 I didn't know it got so bad But, now....we're down to seven Yep, seven steers and cows and calfs Out standing in our field There's not a lot of meat out there It's really a poor yield The Longhorns down in Texas Took our football tickets back They said that our best looking cow Was like a blanket on a rack We've done our best to make amends We'll be on top once more, I'm sure But, we have to keep the calfs all fed Or else ....we're down to four There's lots of land for them to graze They'll grow big, I am assured But, now I find it difficult To call seven head...a herd

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