Where she speaks for herself, and about others.
I had the chance to give my nephews a ride home yesterday after a week of visiting grandma and grandpa. My 11 year old nephew, Grant, came up with a second verse...so, with no intended modifications from the orally transmitted second verse... That cow on the hill, he moos no furtherFor now it sits on my table as a yummy cheeseburgerYour post from yesterday is providentially ironic. Now, I'll go click on the link to the poem...BGO
I don't think I've ever seen such a lovely tribute to carnivorousness. :)Just as a disclaimer, I haven't read through the poem yet, but my mom and sister did and said that yours was much better.
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