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Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Ode to Cow Dung

You sit and you bake in the hot sun.
You bring lots of joy and lots of fun.
You fill up holes down on the ground.
You never hide, you're always found.
You fertilize the food we eat.
You roll into a ball so neat.
You change the aroma of the air.
You can be found most anywhere.
You are not welcome in a shower.
You can be stacked up like a tower.
You are not great as a snack.
You fit real well upon my back.
Moo

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