terça-feira, 15 de maio de 2012

The Cow



A big old fat cow
with golden-straw hair
that's who I am now
but I don't really care

bad habits now gone
but madness subsides
and all that I've done
In memories resides

age takes a toll
in body and mind
I am no longer bold
life hasn't been kind

this fat cow is numb
and doesn't want to play
I just lay in the sun
dreaming of better days.

There's noting I can do
the world has made me this way
this cow is sad and blue
and has nothing to say...

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