• [I'll even lay a freebie on ya.]

  (tuning of electric guitars, assorted drum warm-up rolls)
  "Hey Detroit - it's great to be here. We love you Motor City !!
  (wild applause fills arena)
  "This next number is named When Cows Come Home."

  The ranch-bound bovines, in dehydration,
  yet wary of Kool-aid, declined to drink.
  They grazed in wonder, cowed rumination:
  where does “beef” come from?  A herd tends to think

  of pasturage, water, and basic needs.
  Ranch-hands assured them all was in order;
  privileged guests enjoy the finest  feeds.
  Cows, content on this side of the border

  try Buddhism, yoga – or simply gaze…
  though things in the distance loomed ominous
  (those lots at the edge of the well-hoofed ways)
  – and a stench wafted into their consciousness.

  Yet their calves frolicked on while the bulls mounted heifers –
  dreamed vegan dreams as they nibbled grasses
  some earned doctorates, others went clubbing;
  all loosed sustainable methane gases.

  Soothing their calves with fables and stories
  where cows are the measure of pastured life
  they deflected the gist of the young ones’ queries,
  affirming that Truth means avoidance of strife.

  “It’s best to just graze. Don’t ask questions dear.
  We’re on this planet without any clue.
  We evolved. From just what is a little unclear –
  but Cow Science has proved that it’s true.”

  
  

  
  

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