I am so tired that I don’t know where this came from. I just wrote it, half asleep and now I don’t know if I wrote it for a prompt or something. I kind-of “came to” and the poem was on my computer.
There once was a cow from Earth’s field
When chewing her cud she won’t yield
She ate way to much
Her belly she clutched
So sad that her fate may be sealed.
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