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A man and his cow.


Submitted:Sep 26, 2013    Reads: 19    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Milk cow
milk cow
milk cow
milk cow
milk cow
fell into a sea of milk
and disappeared among the shady cows
udders all
fall over me
shooting milk
I am the one
who milks her as her udders fail
she says moo
i'm a cow
whose udders are made of mothers meat
yellow butter stick goes with milk
orange milk silk chasing after
the crazy cow mad about some sow
oh no
milk milk milk milk
milk milk milk milk
me and my milk cow
don't wear no shoes
her nose is nuzzling tan tubes, right?
she milked me I mean it's serious
as serious as cow be
well
I milk a cow and I listen to what it says
"Moo moo moo, moo moo moo"
There was so much space I milked me a cow
Drinking some fine milk
It brought peace to my mind
In the udder time
and it milked.
Udders, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Udders get milked.
Me and my milk cow
(Me and my milk cow...)
don't wear no clothes you know
Her nose is nuzzling tan tubes right?
She...I milked her I mean it's so so serious
As serious, as milk can be.




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