If One Day All The Cows Managed

[wtduck]

If one day all the Cows managed,
Somehow to set themselves free.
Would they stampede to dinner,
There capture You and Me.
Might they try and question,
That this was meant to be.
With long bellowing sighs of moo,moo, moo,
Look what's become of you.
Myocardial infarction,
Arteries blocked with pooh.
Alas look what's become of me.
If one day My foolish feelings,
Should somehow set themselves free.
Would I desperately try and reach You,
Perhaps that You might see.
It was Love set the Cows Free.