Cows' Revenge

Poem By George Hunter

There was a cowboy from Wyoming
Who sang to the cows in the gloaming.
-It was all they could take
-And it kept them awake.
They wished that he would start roaming.

So they gathered all around
And stomped his ass into the ground.
-'We're glad we closed his yap
-'Cause he sang nothing but RAP.
We just couldn't abide that sound.'

So they buried him there on the lone prairie
With nary a trace of him to see
And sang some tunes and had a ball
Singing 'Home On The Range' and 'The Cattle Call.'
-'The old time tunes are best
-To enable us cows to rest.
Of that modern stuff we'd had enough
So we fulfilled our quest.'

Comments about Cows' Revenge

Like this one very much, and could not agree more with them!
Hilariously funny - I have a vivid imagination so really having fun with this. .Shawn the sheep will never be the same! Great stuff you write - Cindy btw poor, poor cowboy...hahaha


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