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Cow Do (Ode) by http://David Bowman
Here I sit alone in the grass,
watching the world and people as they pass.
Adults taking their dogs for a walk,
Children running and playing, god how they can talk.
So many people dont understand me,
a big pile of pooh is all that they see.
But I am a cow pat, there's more to me than that.
I am what comes out when a cow feel's fat!
To flies I am a tempting and tasty snack,
And, to plants I'm manure that comes in a sack.
So you see I'm not just pooh laying on the ground,
And, if you dont look carefully, you might hear a 'squelch' sound!!
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