The cow went to a round people race,
but forgot to tie up his cowshoe lace.
He hopped about, holding his snout.
He suddenly tripped over,
and ruined a pavlova.
There was a drama
and then came his farmer.
Someone will arrive, eat a beehive.
It was old Zao, who loved the cow
Bananas are flying, Zao is crying.
Paper planes are being thrown,
woolen jackets are being sewn.
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