I ruminate,alot
as a cow,I'd be bovine
I root and tusk
my way thru life
I relate more to the porcine
When you smell,of the canine
feel a tad feline
What's a sort to do?
I'll ungulate these thoughts
these rams,they tend to batter
Then take myself out to the barn
and talk to those that matter
- Author: dean langmuir ( Offline)
- Published: March 27th, 2022 07:32
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
Comments1
this is a fun write, let's see,what am I today? a butterfly in Spring 🦋
Happy Sunday Dean!
Dahlia
Thanks Dahlia,butterfly your day,take care.
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