A Poem By Mr. C. Cow
Riding high above the town.
Cow in the clouds looking down.
Like an dairy angel watching over the herd.
Moving box on wheels higher then a bird.
A curve makes you disappear from view.
Miles make you a memory new.
I wonder as I look around.
What wonders there I may have found.
If I had stopped and got to know you.
A friend I would have to share your view.
Postcard Posted For Mr. C. Cow By Tipsy
Yes….I totally clapped for him getting all poetic! Not too bad for a cows first try! Awww! Baby cows first poem!
*Gets all teary eyed*
Location: Risian Flux (M)