The moon was almost a quarter til
when the cow didn't quite jump the moon
The little boy turned blue
when the cow became roadkill
Jack called Jill
Have you heard the news
Yes she said
It's all over Pox on chanel two
Little Bo go peek who loved to fleece his sheep
Was distraught about
the loss of Bovine
From the earliest dates
they were constant mates
Even gave him
the nickname of Quackers
But now he was gone
Left without a moo of a word
And his nicker was left
without a stacker
But Ole McDonald's was elelated
for it was beef patties on two sesame seed buns
Just as it had been designated
How sick and disgusting !
Said the little girl
with the red riding hood
For she was a vegetarian
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 3:26 AM UTC
The moon was almost a quarter til
when the cow didn't quite jump the moon
The little boy turned blue
when the cow became roadkill
Jack called Jill
Have you heard the news
Yes she said
It's all over Pox on chanel two
Little Bo go peek who loved to fleece his sheep
Was distraught about
the loss of Bovine
From the earliest dates
they were constant mates
Even gave him
the nickname of Quackers
But now he was gone
Left without a moo of a word
And his nicker was left
without a stacker
But Ole McDonald's was elelated
for it was beef patties on two sesame seed buns
Just as it had been designated
How sick and disgusting !
Said the little girl
with the red riding hood
For she was a vegetarian
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