Meat Cow Sinner

One foggy morning I'd snuck away from my childhood bed with good intentions.. wandering over to the farmer's field releasing his herd of meat cows from their death sentence- I was caught in the act cow patties on my feet the pungent evidence the freedom cows were re-sentenced... as punishment a red-throated farmer draped a dead snake around my neck. I fancy to think, through the morning fog, God simply winked at my meat cow sins.