Your dear butt ox is on my property.
Gonne stay if I take a shot or two…?
Hey cattle boy I’m close to the road.
Ne’er der bitch hear of a boulevard?
The cows peer at the cow gal lover.
Say-n, “best be moos-n on missy.”
Der shots they aim for her rawhide.
Photography can be risky business.
Even if trying to photo a few cows.
Controlled against her will she left.
Daily afternoon randomness shed.
So much for cattle folk’s kindness.