Cuddly Cow Poem by John Sensele

To cuddle and huddle beside the platinum plough
Where we lick ecstacy moments and frolic
On our farm where we milk our first dairy cow.

Say your prayer, my darling, and bow
Down beside the alabaster altar as we seek
To cuddle and huddle beside the platinum plough.

Whatever your point of view, my darling, wipe your brow
When in the heat of the moment we click
On our farm where we milk our first dairy cow.

Get ready, my darling, to nurture a sow
That her piglets she deems too sick
To cuddle and huddle beside the platinum plough.

Get down your knees now
My darling and hug me quick
On our farm where we milk our first dairy cow.

And so, my darling, uphold your wedding vow
As together we entwine although we're too weak
To cuddle and huddle beside the platinum plough
On our farm where we milk our first dairy cow.