In The Mooed For A Brush - Lincoln Park Zoo Poem by Ima Ryma

We cows do a brush up, we do,
In any season of the year
In Lincoln Park Farm in the Zoo.
Brushing feels good from head to rear.
The keepers keep us cows enriched,
Putting big brushes here and there
To scratch the places where we itched.
We do appreciate such care.
And in the dairy barn there is
An automatic brush that turns,
Making easier, scratching biz.
Relief for itch a body yearns.

When an itch enters our day
A brush is never far away.