Let Me Be a Scottish Highland Bull
When I return to this earth to graze
After this latest life, in a new phase
Please let me be a Scottish Highland Bull
Grazing all over the greenery, getting full.
People will pet me and say I am cute.
I can eat my fill and walk around and toot.
I will not have to pay taxes, insurance or a bill.
I can just walk around farting and eating my fill.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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