why did it cross the road you would have to ask a chicken
it made its way into a nearby field just out of reach of
a host of thistles angry at the invasion of their territory
a bee followed it across a ditch bemused at such a solo flight
the balloon came to rest on the back of a huge black and white heifer
and there it remained as I passed and hurried by
cow and balloon as one living on in
my mind all these 40 years later.
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Wish I had a time machine and could go back..get out of the car and see if the red balloon and the black and white cow ran away with each other and had cow/balloon children and lived happily ever after.
There was also, now you mention it, a laughing dog. And when we went to eat we were both dishless and spoonless. The cat on the fiddle was playing the Divil came down to Cork.