Cow
You’re very cute when you’re little,
With your round wobbly legs.
But you’re growing up fast,
And you’re no longer small.
Your red spots on your white coat
Make you hard to see in the pasture.
But that’s ok,
I’ll see you when I feed you.
You’re still small enough to be cute
So I like you a lot.
But I’ll like you even more
This coming fall.
When I get to eat you.
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