Friday, 19 March 2010
Come friendly cheese and fall on cows
There is no reason to go there now.
They moo and grunt and cluck like hens
They spill their butter on the lens
The camera clicks the shutter blinks
The cheese is off and really stinks
My yoghurt pot is all askew
Just what Am I to do with you?
Give me one reason to shut the gate
To stop the hairy things escape
They are no good for man nor cheese
Grind them up for sausages please.