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I had a conversation with a cow the other day. Admitedly, it was a bit one sided, but whilst doing so it occurred to me that everything she said rhymed –
Moo moo
Moo moo
Moo moo
Moo moo
If she can do it, so can I, I thought. I’ll write a poem! The first verse arrived in a flash.
Pigs grunt
Cows moo
Frogs croak
Doves coo
So far, so good, or should that be sow good? I heard a ewe in the distance – not you, a ewe. The next verse appeared!
Sheep baa
Birds sing
Bees buzz
Wasps sting
It was going well. Clearly the countryside was having an effect on me; the sight, the sounds, the smell – until my cowfriend let drop a stinky turd, that’s not what mates do! Thankfully a breeze came to my rescue – in more ways than one because another verse blew into my mind!
Branches wave
Rivers run
Clouds float
In the sun
I remembered something my colleague Donald said to me, and I was off again!
Ducks quack
Cocks crow
Mice squeak
Winds blow
I needed one more verse. A verse with a memorable last line; one that would forever be associated with my poetry. I glanced at the stream and something swam into view…
Swans glide
Fishes dart
Tadpoles twiddle…..
….think think think, ah yes –
Bulls fart!
‘There’s nothing to this poetry lark’, I said as the cow wandered off happy in the knowledge she’d provided the world with another bard.
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Thanks to Jenne Gray and CEAyr who host The Unicorn Challenge

© Ayr/Gray



Hilarious and brilliant poem. I love how you enlisted the reader to understand the source of your inspiration out in the field with the lovely animals….
“Thankfully a breeze came to my rescue” Ahahaha!
Good one, Keith. Superb. I will refrain from any puns but I must say your poem was so mooving!
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Thanks so much Suzette, your comment is cock-a-doodleightful!
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LOL!!!
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Hahaha! Off to the publisher now with this gem…
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You reckon? Okay, I’m on my way!
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Oh, absolutely! Dr. Seuss is no more so… 😉
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Hi Keith – glad I can’t write poetry … enjoy the turds … and beautiful wet countryside … cheers Hilary
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There’s nothing like a walk in the mud – I had one on Pevensey Marsh last week and I still haven’t got round to restoring my shoes!
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I was so mooooooved by this
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That’s quite udderstandable! Thanks, Beth!
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Well, old MacDonald, I’m chuckling and groaning simultaneously.
CE grumbles
But has to laugh
CE thinks
Keef’s quite quite daft
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CE a poet?
I didn’t know it
He thinks I’m daft
But at least he laft!
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A very nice poem Keith. I’m sure many kids would learn it happily
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I’d like to think so! Thanks, Sadje.
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You’re welcome Keith
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Now that was fun, Keith – inspired, you were!
Still chuckling.
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You reckon?!!! Thanks Jenne.
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Very clever!
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Thanks so much, Mimi!
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The picture of the animals is awesome. Had a good laugh reading it.
Children must love it as I have. Uplifting and inspiring.
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Delighted to have brought out the child in you, Kritika!
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(sound of time-worn knuckles rapping on a lacquer. drink-ring and cigarette burned table top. somewhere in the back shadows of the room)
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That image takes me back!
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That was fun. Nature does inspire our creative urges. 😊
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Indeed it does. Margaret!
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