can someone make a poem about a cow called boy?

12 Answers

  • 3 weeks ago


  • Anonymous
    3 weeks ago

    Whispers like songs upon the morning mist

    Calf's noses covered in dewdrops go unkissed

    Wolves covert their shiny coats

    brandishing their unkept fangs

    that dribble in delight

    Boy a newborn calf steams as his coat

    get attention from his mother tongue

    Pink nose sniffing her teats scent

    as cow pats bustle with dining flies

    Steam like volcanoes causing the flies to collide

    Wolves belch orchestrally loud

    Cows react like meerkats mooing

    Calfs circle mothers while boy stand

    Moo goes there could be heard

    Just sheep in wolves clothing

    Not exactly great but I hope you like it?

  • 2 months ago

    There was a cow

    He turned into a boy

    That’s also his name

    Isn’t that insame?

  • 2 months ago

    Hey cowboy

    What big hears 

    You got


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  • 2 months ago

    There is this cow called boy and was a big deal but for now he will be our meal.

  • 2 months ago

    maybe, there is a movie "a man named horse"

  • 2 months ago

    There was a cow whose name was boy.

    He built a fine bovine decoy.

    And ran away to see the world

    And find himself a cow named girl.

  • ?
    Lv 7
    2 months ago

    She wasn't alive, but she wasn't quiet dead

    For she had fine place in the little boys head

    With a bell on her neck and wheels on her feet.

    this small wooden wonder was the little boy's treat

    He took it to school and he took it to church

    and only left it behind when pulled with a lurch

    More than an aged and paint scratched up toy

    This cow was a friend, that Max just called boy.

    Petter, how dark  ;)

  • Petter
    Lv 7
    2 months ago

    A cow called Boy, lived her life without any joy.

    The grass tasted blend, she pondered on her life to end.

    She felt bitter, vengeful, angry and full of hate. All she could do was to contemplate over all the hate. Would she end up on a plate?

    Would someone even her milk to drink, or would it be just as sour as she was?

    Weary and tired of all her problems, she decided to run away. Far, far, far from all that dasterdly hay.

    Grumpy, lonely and frozen she sat there all alone. She could hear the predators yearn for her juicey loin.

    She cried: "Mamma, I don't wanna end up like bacon!" But how could she? She was not a swine, so she hid up in the tallest pine.

    Up in the tree, it started to wobble and she felt the needles deep into her raw hide.

    She looked at the beautiful stars in the sky. "I wonder if I can reach one of them", she said and gave it a try.

    On the head she fell, the last thing she heard was her bell. Moo no more, only a puddle of gore, with the odd pine needle in it.

    Oh, cruel world.

  • 2 months ago

    My cow is such a gentle beast

    She's in the farms employ,

    Although she is a Lady cow

    I like to call her Boy!

    Last week she have a mighty moooo

    It really made me shudder,

    She said why do you call me Boy?

    Can't you see I have  udder? !

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