A DISH OF MOTHER'S
By Josie Whitehead
A human’s different from a cow,
So listen now, I’ll tell you how.
A cow likes chewing grass all day
And for a treat, likes tasty hay.
Would you like grass instead of chips?
Would hay just make you lick your lips?
Well ask a cow to come and try
A dish of mother’s apple pie -
She’ll turn her nose up, stamp her feet
And tell you: 'No, that’s far too sweet.
I don’t think I’ll give that a try,'
And then she’ll say a quick 'goodbye.'
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