Poetry

Sunday 21 June 2020

Dead cow in the ditch

Dead cow in the ditch,
Dead cow in the ditch
Mother nature is a bitch
She had to scratch that itch
And there was no fence to break her fall
Dead cow in the ditch
Mother nature can be a bitch
But don't forget the bastard farmer

He never did repair
The broken fences there
Anyone would think he really didn't care
Now there is a dead cow
Lying in the ditch now
So don't forget the bastard farmer

He hadn't turned the switch
They never heard her pitch
Into the bleak black water
Well mother nature is a bitch
And her daughter is a witch
But don't forget the bastard farmer

They say that all is fair
In love and war don't they?
And Nature it is red in tooth and claw
I'd rather wade up to my waist than
See another cow dying
In a rhein
Such accidents are preventable
There was no need for this death at all
Just a little more maintenance
Was needed by the farmer
Just a little forethought
But instead the brain work was nought
So don't blame the cow
But the lazy bastard farmer

And another, and another
Dead cow, dead mother
Another, and another
cow dying in a ditch

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