I wandered past the fields of grain
My life would never be the same
I slipped on cow dung lying there
And both my legs flew in the air
I landed with a sudden thud
That hurt my back and chilled my blood
I lay there all manured and smelly
Deep in shit and on my belly
And when I raised my head up high
All I saw was cows and sky
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