Farmyard Antics 5 Poem by Phil Soar
Farmyard Antics 5
I wandered through the farmyard gate
Stopping at the cattle grid
Stepping carefully at first
Then rushing as the cows approached
Not relishing the thought of the stampede
And being crushed among the udders
Cows with milk just swishing round
And looking like they're nutters
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