Cows
We went for a walk
and we went past a farm
and on towards some woods
and past the woods
out to an empty sort of a place
and no one lived there
but there was a tower
and we walked up to the tower
and it was full of cows,
I figured that the cows
had run away from the farm
and were living in the tower.
It was a cow tower.
I was trying to work out
how the cows got to the top
of the tower when I saw
some doors open
and a cow walked out.
It was a lift,
the cows were using the lift,
and my dad said,
‘Phew, there’s a bit of a pong,
isn’t there?’
And I said, ‘That cow’s pressing
the wrong button.
It’s pressing the button
that keeps the doors open.
It’ll never go.’
My Dad said,‘Good point, Mick.’
