Cows Line Up
What do cows do?
Munch munch grass and moo,
Watch horizons long and blue,
Listen in to insects humming,
Splat fat cow-pats on the dirt.
Cows walk to the dairy in a crowd:
To and fro, to and fro,
Their udders swinging as they go.
They line up for the metal calves
With sucking tubes all disinfected,
Yet cows still seem to sleep contented.
Copyright © Jeanette Swan | Year Posted 2024
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