5th grade
I remember the air raid drills
Sitting tight against the concrete wall
Hands folded behind bowed and cowlicked heads
waiting for the "all clear" call.
While the menacing RED BEAR
stalked our innocents up and down the icy hall.
Mrs. O'Leary's cow
took a bad rap, and how!
She was fingered, named,
and unconscionably framed.
Who'd do such a thing, anyhow?
Green hill, grassy knoll,Mossy mountain slope,
The joy that is to come.high ridge, fresh stream,
ditch and canyon, overflowing basin.
To be at ease and without a heavy load in life,
A place of peace, we dwell in joy
Innocent of the ways of the king's land
Like Eden, without deceit and wicked schemes
Yet cynicism enters deep within,
Weariness of life drives us far away.
We are saddened, we encounter pain
This painful world is full of sorrow
A thing that passes quickly,
only temporary,Life dies, we cannot
live it forever.We are mortal,
we all depart,
Our blood returns to the earth
chomp, chew, chomp, chew, moo
fresh green grass growing pasture
egret perch cow's back
In the land of Wonky Woo
big tuxi cat meowed a moo.
By crone spells he chewed cud
He rolled about in sloppy mud.
A squeaky mouse feared no flack
and sprang upon his spotted back
to weave a nest of bouncy moss
show moo cat who was boss.
Grey, tiny forms and wood lice
gnawed his ears with tasty spice.
There once was a cow named Daisy
Who people said was quite crazy
She refused to moo
Her cud she did chew
But really she was just plain lazy.
Have We Decided
What We're Guilty
Of Yet, At Least
You Or Me?
*Anticipating
*Inevitable
*Incalculable
*Integral:
***Total Understanding?***
Does That Effect
Your Decision?
Weep, Sweet Cow,
Like Only You
Know How...
***
Beautiful Beast.
-Gray Squirrel
04-07-2026
Bessie the Cow didn’t care for the plow
Which her owner Pete was quick to avow
And not of pure bovine ilk
Old Bessie didn’t give milk
Instead, she kicked the bucket and said Ciao
"And thou shalt eat it as barley cakes, and thou shalt bake it with dung that cometh out of man, in their sight.
And the LORD said, Even thus shall the children of Israel eat their defiled bread among the Gentiles, whither I will drive them.
Then said I, Ah Lord GOD! behold, my soul hath not been polluted: for from my youth up even till now have I not eaten of that which dieth of itself, or is torn in pieces; neither came there abominable flesh into my mouth.
Then he said unto me, Lo, I have given thee cow's dung for man's dung, and thou shalt prepare thy bread therewith.
Moreover he said unto me, Son of man, behold, I will break the staff of bread in Jerusalem: and they shall eat bread by weight, and with care; and they shall drink water by measure, and with astonishment:
That they may want bread and water, and be astonied one with another, and consume away for their iniquity."
Ezekiel 4:12-17.
Ezechiel is a Hebrew prophet of the 6th century BC who was exiled to Babylon in 587 BC.
read it about food
Son of man read it again
in Jerusalem.
Through a work-study program, I landed my first job at a candy store.
A Willy Wonka wonderland of sorts.
Rows of empty calories and future cavities.
The pay was 2.75 an hour; I'd have worked for free.
Within 3 weeks, I stacked on ten pounds of virgin acne.
A short time before that, I'd interviewed at a meat processing plant.
Took a polygraph test.
Didn't get the job and felt rejected.
The good lord bush wacked me onto a different path.
Led me away from cow carcasses and death.
Straight into the forest of Lord Licorice and Candyland.
Cow decided her hair was not as fancy as it could be
She emptied her junk draw at a quarter ‘til three
asked the beautician to wind all the stuff into her hair
But you already have three colors, said her beautician, Cher.
It is not enough, I am barely looked at by the fellows, she said.
She made an appointment, and her hair got every color but red.
Wait. There was red too, her hair was a true sight right now.
Behind her back people were snickering about this silly cow.
My name is Fibber Mouse Flat bush McGee
Yep, That's me, next to that waterspout
I got this name because you see
They got down to two names and ran out
It's OK, I don't really mind that much
because if there'd been even one person less
I'd be called Sonny Snakeskin at lunch
and that name's even harder, I guess
What good is a name anyhow?
It's not like I'm Mildred Louise Cow
who walks around with nose in a cloud
Because she got a double name somehow.
You know, sometimes it's hard to be a mouse
Everyone thinks we're going to eat their house
And I bet being a snake isn't easy any day
People see you, then scream and run away.
Anyhow, here's the deal, from now on:
If you're looking for Fibber, he's gone.
You can call me F.F.B. Mouse McGee instead
Don't worry, it won't go to my head!
As some Indians
(dot, not feather)
go to great lengths
to ingratiate themselves
by obsequious behaviour
(bob your head if you agree with me)
could it be the origin
of the expression,
'To curry favour'?
Tho' hunger knows no bounds
forget the fatted calf
despite the nation suffering
from starvation by more than half
they'll curry a horse
but not a cow
those bovine ungulates
are holier than thou
thy worldith isith thy canvasith.
thy painterith thy paintith.
thy poetith, makeith thy poetith.
thy worldith thy endith.
chickenith jockeyith.
strongest cloven fiend
a face adored by Venus
beautiful bestial body
so loved by God in Genesis
take the crimson string
tied upon his velvety hide
red thread cuts the skin
ankles bound for the ride
hoisted on the mantle
an all engulfing spiral
upon pearlescent horns
blackish fur of desire
dark red heart
beating at his side
a full blooded kiss
could never be denied
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