The Life of a Bull
I am always kept on the hop
Told to go from cow to cow
- There's never a chance to stop
The finest food I am always eating
And my cousins in Spain, it's very plain
Give the matadors a beating
So, I never get in a strop
I write the odd song and a poem or two
Though, I admit, this one's over the top
I am the king of the herd
Treat me well and I'll breed for your every need
It's a pleasure to keep my word
I graze to the sound of hip-hop
Just one lesson to heed, for your sake I plead…
Keep me away from your china shop
David Lindsay
Mon 1st Aug 2016 22:04
Ha ha! Rhyming bovine and sunshine - brilliant Harry, thanks :)