Poetic-Verses
'' Thank God We Don't Have A Flying Cow ''
The beautiful sky was bright and red,
As I looked up something hit my head,
The content coloured like red wine,
Then landed in this eye of mine.
I thought the dirty beast has to die,
Before it drops one in my other eye,
A wee cock sparras I wouldn't mind,
But the seagulls mess has left me blind.
God has really got this one wrong,
On the ground with us is where they belong,
When flying overhead and they need a poo,
The chances are it will land on you.
Birds that size shouldn't leave the ground,
The amount they deposit would dumfound,
That made think back to caveman days,
When pterodactyls flew it would amaze.
The amount of mess it could bequeath,
Would kill you if you were underneath,
So just be grateful they're not here now,
' Thank God We Don't Have A Flying Cow ''
As I looked up something hit my head,
The content coloured like red wine,
Then landed in this eye of mine.
I thought the dirty beast has to die,
Before it drops one in my other eye,
A wee cock sparras I wouldn't mind,
But the seagulls mess has left me blind.
God has really got this one wrong,
On the ground with us is where they belong,
When flying overhead and they need a poo,
The chances are it will land on you.
Birds that size shouldn't leave the ground,
The amount they deposit would dumfound,
That made think back to caveman days,
When pterodactyls flew it would amaze.
The amount of mess it could bequeath,
Would kill you if you were underneath,
So just be grateful they're not here now,
' Thank God We Don't Have A Flying Cow ''
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`` Thank God We Don`t Have A Flying Cow ``
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