In the feed wagon waiting on the cows
it kind of makes me want to start singing the blues
we're twittling our thumbs
looking this way and that
wondering where those ole are bovines at
you honk the horn and let out a sigh
wondering if maybe the cows just died
there finally across the pasture you see a black speck
but then they have to stop for a rest
then that just durned well makes you want to cuss
but patience is a virtue so they say
so I'll just wait and pray
keep sitting in the feed wagon waiting on cows
it kind of makes me want to start singing the blues
we're twittling our thumbs
looking this way and that
wondering where those ole are bovines at
you honk the horn and let out a sigh
wondering if maybe the cows just died
there finally across the pasture you see a black speck
but then they have to stop for a rest
then that just durned well makes you want to cuss
but patience is a virtue so they say
so I'll just wait and pray
keep sitting in the feed wagon waiting on cows
Its better to not stand to close when Nathan has the ax.
"feed us!!"
2 comments:
A poet and didn't know it!
~M~
That's pretty neat!!! Loved the poem!
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