can someone make a poem about a cow called boy?
- magix151Lv 74 weeks ago
- Anonymous4 weeks ago
Whispers like songs upon the morning mist
Calf's noses covered in dewdrops go unkissed
Wolves covert their shiny coats
brandishing their unkept fangs
that dribble in delight
Boy a newborn calf steams as his coat
get attention from his mother tongue
Pink nose sniffing her teats scent
as cow pats bustle with dining flies
Steam like volcanoes causing the flies to collide
Wolves belch orchestrally loud
Cows react like meerkats mooing
Calfs circle mothers while boy stand
Moo goes there could be heard
Just sheep in wolves clothing
Not exactly great but I hope you like it?
- 2 months ago
There was a cow
He turned into a boy
That’s also his name
Isn’t that insame?
What big hears
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- 2 months ago
There is this cow called boy and was a big deal but for now he will be our meal.
- angel el tejedorLv 62 months ago
maybe, there is a movie "a man named horse"
There was a cow whose name was boy.
He built a fine bovine decoy.
And ran away to see the world
And find himself a cow named girl.
- ?Lv 72 months ago
She wasn't alive, but she wasn't quiet dead
For she had fine place in the little boys head
With a bell on her neck and wheels on her feet.
this small wooden wonder was the little boy's treat
He took it to school and he took it to church
and only left it behind when pulled with a lurch
More than an aged and paint scratched up toy
This cow was a friend, that Max just called boy.
Petter, how dark ;)
- PetterLv 72 months ago
A cow called Boy, lived her life without any joy.
The grass tasted blend, she pondered on her life to end.
She felt bitter, vengeful, angry and full of hate. All she could do was to contemplate over all the hate. Would she end up on a plate?
Would someone even her milk to drink, or would it be just as sour as she was?
Weary and tired of all her problems, she decided to run away. Far, far, far from all that dasterdly hay.
Grumpy, lonely and frozen she sat there all alone. She could hear the predators yearn for her juicey loin.
She cried: "Mamma, I don't wanna end up like bacon!" But how could she? She was not a swine, so she hid up in the tallest pine.
Up in the tree, it started to wobble and she felt the needles deep into her raw hide.
She looked at the beautiful stars in the sky. "I wonder if I can reach one of them", she said and gave it a try.
On the head she fell, the last thing she heard was her bell. Moo no more, only a puddle of gore, with the odd pine needle in it.
Oh, cruel world.
- Spiny NormanLv 72 months ago
My cow is such a gentle beast
She's in the farms employ,
Although she is a Lady cow
I like to call her Boy!
Last week she have a mighty moooo
It really made me shudder,
She said why do you call me Boy?
Can't you see I have udder? !