All cows are brown, black, gray, white, and overweight.
All the cows in the world are between
Portland, Oregon and Lewiston, Idaho.
Cows are here to eat grass
and the sides of all hills.
Cows only eat and digest
and get wet and dry off,
everything else they will not do.
For cows, no one has ever died
and no one ever will.
In their calm bliss
cows will not fall in cow love,
worry about a supreme court cow nominee,
or herd together to listen to a cow pope.
God blesses cows.
"Good taste is the death of art." Truman Capote
Check in at The Cirrhosis Motel with your host, freelance literary loiterer and epicure, Dennis McBride
photo by John Hogl
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