Kennys Bull
I married the farmer’s daughter
I’m mostly a city boy
The farm is in South Dakota
A visit is such a joy
When my brother-in-law Kenny
Asked if I wanted to go
Help with two bulls we’ve got to move
Of course, I’ll go with the flow
The bulls were loaded in a truck
Went to a ramp to unload
I was just watching, not a help
Bulls looked ready to explode
If two bulls are put together
They get nervous and upset
Snorting as they came down the ramp
Appeared to be covered with sweat
They were moving on down the shoot
I was there walking behind
When one turned around and went back
I found myself in his line
Kenny yelled, “Get out of there quick”
I felt a knot in my gut
Grabbed the top, one foot on the rail
When I was hit in the butt
That bull, he wasn’t mad at me
But I was there in his way
Can’t believe the power he had
Remember it to this day
I really flew over the fence
Holding the top rail real tight
My feet were straight over my head
Like a gymnasts taking flight
Then what dignity I had left
Was mostly taken away
I landed in a soft cow pie
All over me it did spray
My brothers-in-law were concerned
Then saw that I was OK
They laughed so hard the tears rolled down
Hosed me with a power spray
Kenny stills talks about the time
His Bull butted me so high
I was thrown clear over the fence
Into a juicy cow pie
Copyright © Charles Sides | Year Posted 2011
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