John Bliven Morin

Rookie (September 16th,1936 / New London, CT)

Mad Cow Lyric, Page 2 Of 2 - Poem by John Bliven Morin

“She sings blues and ballads,
While tossing tossed salads,
And then does an ar’yer or two
From Ah-eeder or Carmen -
‘Er voice is quite charmin’ -
But now I don’t know what to do.”

“I’ve ‘eard that this nation
Will pay compensation
For any mad cows what should die;
Well, this mad cow, I got ‘er
An’ tied ‘er an shot ‘er
And now I should like to apply.”

Clerk: “You shot this amazing cow? That’s no surprise.”

Farmer: “Not to boast, but I got ‘er betwixt of the eyes! ”

Clerk: “You expect us to pay
For this creature you slayed
Without any medical sage?
Her actions, though strange,
Were beyond mad cow range;
She’d have made you a fortune on stage!

“Get out of this office, you idiot, you! ”

Farmer: “Wait! Maybe my wife ’as got mad cow too? ”

Copyright (C) 2004, John Bliven Morin

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, June 17, 2011

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