A Filly, Bovine
I knew a filly, thought she was bovine
Whenever she talked, out came this line
‘I am man’s best friend’
This girl would deadpan
'He drinks my milk ~ He is udderly fine'
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2022
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment