This one goes out to our own cow-blogger Amit Varma…
We walked in the lane together
The sky was covered with stars
We reached the gate in silence
As I lifted down the bars
She neither smiled nor thanked me
Because she knew not how
For I was only a Farmer’s Boy
And she was a Jersey Cow
(source / author unknown)
Update : more cow verse
By Amit Varma
And as she looked at me with lust
I touched her skin, like silk,
And did what I knew I must
Helped myself to some milk
By Me
misery trickling down the sides
chewing the cud unmo’od
ab itni baarish me kaiku haiku?
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“Opera is when a guy gets stabbed in the back and, instead of bleeding, he sings.” – Ed Gardner
Ya, that and Hindi movies…
And as she looked at me with lust
I touched her skin, like silk,
And did what I knew I must
Helped myself to some milk.
good stuff 🙂 your own? – not the cow, the lines…
now you are all set for your cow blog – or is it cow book?
I don’t do things by halves
And my cows are still just calves
misery trickling down the sides
chewing the cud unmo’oed
ab itni baarish me kaiku haiku?
ROFL!AMMMMMMOWWWWW!