Best Udders Poems

There was a fussy bovine named Flossy
who was snooty and always so bossy
her udders would droop
when she took a poop
She bellowed until her eyes got...

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Birthdays are a *****
I don't want to get old that's true.
Rows of wrinkles like a shar pei
Thinning hair looking sort of blue.
Heart and Hearing not...

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as the hen settled down on her eggs
  and the burro brayed his last bray
the moon slowly rose in the sky
  fulsome and...

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The 7 wonders of the world 
Is quite a sight to see
But it don't compare to what we have
In the hills of Tennessee

Uncle Zebs cow...

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I met an old prostitute Mary,
Resembling a cow in a dairy:
She lived to make whoopee,
Her udders were droopy,
With private parts smelly and hairy.

14th June for...

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Bovine ailments make cows sad
Diseases I have never had
Dreams that cannot be fulfilled
Stomachs, four, happiness, nil

Soured milk from rotting udders
Poorly calfs with fretting mothers
Coughing, wheezing...

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A new day begins
As the day before.
The Jersey girls assemble themselves
Into their usual cow chain.
One girl’s head follows another’s tail.
Then head then tail,
All along the...

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Lemme tell ya'
about a kid 
whose mind is so far down the gutter
he was seen scheming on another kid's mother
being obscene
at the scene he
whistled and...

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Exactly how did this child's mind
end up so far down the gutter?
He'll see another kid's mother walk by
whistle
and utter, "Nice Udders!"

I'm telling you
little dude is...

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Spring is here in every new budding leaf
that flourishes beneath
this vast expansive sky of baby blue.
Wild pink cherry in blossom by the road
covers soft yellow...

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(Moo cow moo)

Moo moo comely cow
Have you any milk?
No ma'am, no ma'am
Why you need my milk?

Some for my cereal
Some for my tea,
Some for my ice...

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Hundreds of snowdrops
Flowering under old trees
Cold horses awaiting 
Their food to be brought
Paint-flaking windows 
Reflecting thin sunlight
Large piles of wood chopped
To warm up the freeze
Cows...

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My cow farm don't...
my cow farm don't ...
my farm don't want none unless you got cows hun

Cow named Daisy used to live in kettrin
Big milkin...

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O Magog,
from the sterile land of Gog,
thou rejoicest over how thy biological idol father
hast devilishly embraced thee

Spiritual mathematics 
offer free radical theorems
of probability analysis

Doth thy...

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When I was a boy of two or three,
My dad and cousin said to me;
'You'll be the gee-tar player in a big folk band',
‘'With those...

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