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Milking Cow

Owning a barn was one of your wish lists Reaping a fruit tree is not a work of an altruist. They said blueberry jams are your favorite Wonder if you’ll eat them at once: Savor it! Did you collect eggs from a tired hen? Did you rip off the sheep’s clothing in a pen? I wonder what the old cow said when you milked him out. Life must be exhausting: He wished to pass out. How could a mule please your self-conceit? I’ve heard your grown cattle gave you money and a receipt. What did the turkey do to provide you with a thanksgiving feast? The neighboring animals grin; they must be on their feet. Does being a Welsh pig make you feel like a “Babe in the City”? How could you allow your fierce cats to act like a kitty? Raising fowls, geese and pheasants is a nice venture. Should you stop “milking cow” for once: It’s such torture! (Should parents use their children as an investment?)

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