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Damn mutant cows

10 after 2 
 Time to re arrange that which says moo
Drag it out to the back
Slice off the head with one precise hack
It gargles with blood choking moos
The eyes still blink, oh no
Such bad news
Just another mutant bovine
That appeared on my lawn
I must dispose of the body before the break of dawn
Bury it in my yard, next to the other eight
How the hell do the keep coming in?
Did I leave open the gate?
Next time they come in 
I'll be waiting with a shovel
But with my luck it'll be my mom
And killing her would get me in trouble
Written by kelcee
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