Confused Cow, by jwhwz Subscribe to rss feed for jwhwz

Let me tell you abut a confused cow;
Who ate canned tuna and said, "Meow!"
He lived in a city alley;
When he should have lived in a grassy valley.
He had padded feet instead of hooves;
He liked to climb on top of many roofs.
He liked to eat tuna instead of grass;
He had much curiosity in class.
When he was happy, he liked to purr;
He had lots of cotton-soft furr.
He liked to get a belly rub;
But, he never liked to get near a tub.
He liked to wiggle his behind and pounce;
When he jumped, he had a lot of bounce.
No one wanted to eat him for dinner;
In cutest pet contests, he thought he was a winner.
He really didn't like any dogs;
He never would consider being on a farm with hogs.
He never thought of jumping over the moon;
Most of his mornings would begin at noon.
His owner fed him cheesy treats;
He often was satisfied with little meals to eat.
If you don't understand, yet; the cow thought he was a cat;
Can you see anything wrong with that?
Posted: 2011-11-23 00:48:16 UTC

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