After the Show

did ewe heifer good time
he said             no
she said           I spent it
cow erring       in the marquee
from the rein
I’m sorry but
it’s not my stile            indeed
it was a harrowing experience neigh
a right load of bullocks
you’ll be getting no
pat on the back
from me

fleece release me (sheep leads)
let me go         (no
hedging           no sitting on the fence)
when I met ewe
I drew the short straw
we can combine
no longer
it’s time to plough
an udder furrow
you’ll have to find
another chicken
the lonely hearts

 

 

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Dominic Rivron

 

 

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