Cowboy
Cowboy John was singing a song
he moved quickly through the bush.
Hush he said are the cows dead I will
be out of a job. On closer examination
the cows said your singing put us to bed.
Cowboy John began to sing a different song
and cows mooooooooved on with happy singing John.
Copyright © Niall Fulham | Year Posted 2017
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