Show THE COW when summer comes the poor old cow finds sledding bard and comforts few deep lines of trouble crease her brow for grief is hers tile the season thru ten million flies light on her back ten million more are on her legs and every place the bids is slack they build their nests and lay their eggs all day she wields her weary tail and swears in husky bovine tones what wonder it if she kicks the pail or tries to break the bones alas the ponders not upon the woes boes that gave her bats he reaches for a wet elm elin knot and plays a solo on her slats we should be patient with weh the cows when drives th thi 3 beasts insane for every minute while they br browse cise they suffer many kinds of pain it bossy kicks you on the chin or puts her trilby in the pail or tries to drive your whiskers in by blows repeated with her tail dont let your angry passions rise or for a large spliced spiked bludgeon reach but gently brush away the flies and tell the critter ashes a peach then put your mangled face in splints and write a sacred serene and wise insisting that the public prints should call on folks to swat the flies dy dv walt mason for deseret news |