Taking the Bull by the....
You say the world is my oyster
I’m afraid it’s just the prairie I find
The high pitched squeal of a neutered bull
at the hands of what we call mankind.
Now they occupy my fork and I’m ready
But my thoughts wandered as I dined
...maybe his name was “Eddy”…
you particularly prompted this Mr R! Many thanks!
You say the world is my oyster
I’m afraid it’s just the prairie I find
The high pitched squeal of a neutered bull
at the hands of what we call mankind.
Now they occupy my fork and I’m ready
But my thoughts wandered as I dined
...maybe his name was “Eddy”…
you particularly prompted this Mr R! Many thanks!