My Willie's Not Small Anymore
I once won a lucky drawing
When at the local county fair
I won a small calf of my own
A prize like that, they say is rare
He was so small, I was worried
Will he live or will he not
So I decided to name him Willie
And though small, he ate a lot!
My Willie's not small anymore
He's so big he's hard to pull
And now he weighs four hundred pounds
I think that is a lot of bull!
Copyright © Pat Adams | Year Posted 2019
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