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The Bull And The Little Girl

Poetry By: angel plant
Poetry


Tags: Girl, Bull


About a little girl that had a bull. They were always together. It is based on myself when I was little. I had a bull and we were very close.


Submitted:Jul 27, 2012    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


There was a little girl

Who lived on a farm

She loved to play in the pasture

But everyone told her

You cannot play in the pasture

There is a bull in there

She thought a bull, why would he hurt me?

Im not big enough to do anything to him

They told her also do not wear red

She wondered why? what did red do to a bull

It was big and strong

So she forgot about the pasture and red

Then one day she just walked in the pasture

Not watching or looking where she was going

Then she saw a bull running at her

She thought so this is the bad bull

She didn't move, didn't cry, had no fear

The bull kept coming but then

The bull saw this tiny thing

It was not running or crying, it had no fear

What to do? He couldn't harm a ting thing

He stopped looked her over

As she did him

The bull went up to her and looked her in the eye

She did not move, no tears, no fears

Why he wondered?

I am big she is supposed to fear me

So he turned away to see what she would do

When he looked back

She had turned away from him to

So he walked away from her

Left her there

When he looked back she had walked away from him

He turned around and came back

She stood there and watched

Then she came back

He didn't know what to do

So he ran as fast as he could go

He looked back she was running to

He liked her he wanted to play

He looked at her again

She thought the same thing , she wanted to play

He came and stood in front of her

Looked her in the eye she did the same

Then she took his head and kissed him

He stood there and she was grinning

It looked like he was to

She got on her toes and whispered in his ear

Guess what I want to be your friend, to

He nodded his head

Then she looked around and said okay friend

He turned to go

Looked back and let a big one out

She looked at him and laughed, Then she said you stink

He came back and stood in front of her

He didn't want to leave

She let one and said oh no, I farted

Then she looked around and said

Oh on, Im not supposed to say that

But she just laughed

From then on everyday

You would see the bull and the girl

Always playing together

The bull looked at her and thought

For one so tiny she stinks

Then he thought she farted he felt like laughing





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