Poet's Corner: American Green: Red Meat, White Milk & Blue Cheese
by Brent Johnson, Clam Gulch
A cow does a lot more
than a lawn mower;
both can cut but just one chews.
The mower wades in
with blades all a-spin,
yet cow is all that ever moos.
A mower's sole task
is shortchanging grass,
its chisel faced blades will sure chop.
A cow cannot bite
like you and I might
she's got no incisors on top.
Mower's quick teeth
are carried beneath,
it seems they've a fancy for shoes.
Cow has an udder,
nearly a rudder,
it fills with delicious white juice!
A cow always walks
just like an ox;
her bell softly ringing with cheer.
A mower's low deck
thrashes like heck,
the racket is pruning your ear!
Kit fiddle us please!
the moon is blue cheese
and cow is just kicking to dance.
If ever the mower
thrusts like a blower
you'll be off like a chopper perchance.
Your lawn awaits
salubrious dates,
go out weekly and walk it.
Then pour a glass
of liquid grass,
sit back and stir in some chocolate.
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