Moo! Said one guy.
The others’ mooed too.
They didn’t notice they were standing in poo.
Even if they did, what could they do?
Surrounded by a fence
With no damn gate.
Couldn’t see the open field
Or hints about their fate.
They thought things were great.
The farmer had their backs.
Their carcasses and hooves.
The farmer cared a lot about them
They knew they couldn’t lose.
But no one mooed like the farmer mooed.
He walked on two damn feet!
Buddy didn’t milk and
Buddy ate meat.
Buddy didn’t moo and Buddy ate meat.
Cows watched from their poo pond.
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