You bounce around the uncut grass
Nibbling weeds, chewing the foliage
Not a care in the world
Paying no mind to the conversations of the birds
No worries of the cars that pass, or the places they go
You've got one mission in mind
Finding the most delectable leaves
Sometimes you get a little skittish
Laying low for a moment
Perhaps you notice me watching
But soon you return to the quest
Filling that little belly full of summer greens
What a life it must be
Although I doubt I could enjoy it
I envy it, if only for a moment
A simpler way to exist
Constantly twitching your nose
In search of the finest vegetation
My little plot of land has to offer
Enjoy yourself, friend
You can always eat here for free