Never Mind The Bullocks Poem by James Clive
Never Mind The Bullocks
The cow snorts by the gate
He is a holy cow
No rump
No fillet
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Monks cast magic spell
Turns beef into man
Beef is saved because of human rights
No burgers for me
Monday, July 16, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: magic,rights
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