it started on a whim
being petrified
feeling a bit dim

can't say how
there's abruptly a cow
constantly mooing

deep in my head
even when in bed
with my man wooing

me the sly dog
start to blog and sketch
the cow on the screen

but let me tell you how
that nosy cow tricks me
the evergreen

by springing into life
that bovine wife
makes my head spin

sooner than you think
i’m seeing pink
no way to pass nor win

i have to admit
that a little kit
would’ve been

a more familiar case
but what am i to do
that little moo-moo

is already in
a steady-state phase

and the rest is history
or should i say her story

that’s all folks
welcome and follow the trace