Every night when the milk gets warm
The cows go mad, let this be a warn
Don't journey into these farms at night
For you will be running away with fright
Cause when the cows go mad
You better get sad
Before you get had
By the cows gone mad
But if you choose to stay
Let me just say
That you will go mad
After You get had
By the cows gone mad
Oh no! The population is growing
Growing, growing, so that it's flowing
What do we do, what do we do?
Maybe a mad cow will come to your house, too.
Shelbie Hale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mad-cows/
