there was a little cow gertrude was her name
she wasnt like the other cows her thoughts were not the same
she long to be a horse as black as black could be
grazing in a field roaming round so free
thats all she ever thought of she was rather strange
hoping for the time that someday she would change
then one starry night she saw wishing star
then she made a wish on the star so far
she woke up in the morning and into a horse she grew
gertrude she was happy her wish it had come true.