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Mo' Cow Bell

The la-di-da of thunder rolls opaque midst subtle nearly undetected quake whilst up ahead the traffic's getting thick and coffee's what I need. Caffeine, please, quick! Thank goodness, that was just the nick of time. No, officer, my car is doing fine just seems my income is so crucial now it's ok to pretend that I'm a cow. In India they're sacred did ya know? If we were there your Mustang wouldn't go into an intersection where a cow was introspectin' on whatever cows are given to because they're cows, ya know?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 11/3/2011 10:49:00 AM
marvellous...only you could've done this, Nance, especially the last verse and especially the last two lines = priceless.....keep writing stuff like this Nance.....it's not possible to have too much of a good thing....Syd
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Date: 11/2/2011 7:27:00 AM
Udderly true. And all that methane will make your car go.
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Date: 11/2/2011 5:45:00 AM
Mooovingly bovine! Tony
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