Hungry Cow Poem by Marilyn Lott
Hungry Cow
Now what in the world
Am I supposed to eat
In this Godforsaken cold?
You’d think that someone
Would bring me out
Some oats like they were told.
I’ve bawled and bawled all day now
My breath froze in the air
But here I stand a’starvin’
They don’t even seem to care
I’ll sure be glad
When Spring time’s here
And the grass grows green and sweet
‘Cause then I won’t be iced up
From my nose down to my feet!
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