McMELKER’S DAIRY FARM
Martin McMelker’s dairy farm,
Has the strangest cows around.
You’ll stare in udder disbelief,
At all the sights and sounds.
When it’s milking time,
Bab’s the first cow in the room,
She can only walk backwards,
So her moo’s come out as oom.
Next are the cows that get pampered,
They sleep on beds of pure silk.
You’d think they’d be grateful,
But what they give is spoiled milk.
Martin McMelker crossed a cow with a goat,
And it sent his heart aflutter.
Now he’s the only one,
Who gets butter from a butter.
One of the cows ate a weed eater,
And he thought that’s one cow fewer.
But that cow survived, still gives milk,
And makes an excellent lawn mooer.
His invisible cows give evaporated milk.
With the jumping cows, he gets milkshakes.
He has cows that only have two left legs,
They’re lean beef for great steaks.
One cow was crossed with an octopus,
And her name is Ralph.
She might spend her days in a tank,
But she’s the only cow who can milk herself.
Last but not least,
Are the cows from Polynesia.
They’re quite forgetful and udderly lost.
They only give milk of amnesia.
Martin McMelker has over a 100 head of cattle.
His herd is quite a flock.
But every cow has a sense of humor.
You could say they’re the laughing stock.
Michael D. Schafer
© April 3, 2018
Love ya!
Jane
Ron