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o cow of the grass....
you deplete the ozone with your a**
you were not made of glass
but of milky white
and burst to death with all your might
explosion big and bright
raining milk drops in the light
oh holy cow
we say farewell now
definitely were not a sow
nor made to pull a plow
we sing this ode to thee
and pour a glass of milk in your memory
and bury you under this tree
where you can moo free
in fond memory
amen