On Crippled Cows

Bought a load of heifers some time ago Was in late winter, with rain -- not snow. On the trailer they'd been loaded fast Tightly packed to ensure time would quickly pass. One heifer for reason not known Fell and was trampled upon. Trucker asked what to do, Said, "They're mine -- fit and injured too." So, Old Red as she was named With injured hip, was forever lamed. Joined the herd as all cows do And produced calves as was destined to. Why not sell her is the question often asked. And my answer is always fast. Wouldn't bring a decent price for she's crippled So guess she'll live out her life here, it's that simple. Three calves and counting is the score, All big, healthy and more. She's paid her dues, and can stay, What more can I say. s