Percy wuz a cowboy

Bossy wuz a cow

Percy’s buckskin Bucky

Bucked and bucked and how

Each time that Percy leapt aboard

Buck crow-hopped all around

His hooves playing percussion

To a low-brass fartin’ sound

Now, Bossy wuz two stoopud

Too abhor the slaughter house

One hundred hogs were sceaming

The stench of blood wuz all around

She stood thinkin’ of nuthin’

As the bolt gun wuz applied

It wuz nuthin’ short of ugly

How Bossy thrashed around and died

Bucky’s teeth got all wore down

And that winter he would have died

It wuz hard to do the right thang

Percy moped around and cried

But Bucky wuz old and tired

Percy didn’t want to shoot him himself

But Buck wuz old and ready to go

So he went to the dawg food shelf

Meanwhile, back at the Heavenly Ranch

Bucky tossed Percy onto his head

Then Buck danced a jig all over Perce

You would’a thought that Percy wuz dead

As Bucky wildly crow-hopped

Bossy bellered and danced as well

For Bossy and Bucky were in Heaven

And Percy had gone straight to Hell

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