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A lot of Bull

Farmer Jones had three black bulls
The large one boss of all
The middle one’s content with lot
And so to is the small

Said large, ‘I’ll service forty cows
A happy full day’s work
I’ll take those heifers near the gate
Don’t in my pasture lurk’

Said number two, ‘there’s twenty there
Down by the old gum tree
I think I’ll find that’s just enough
To sate the likes of me’

Said smallest one, ‘that sounds like fun
I’ll join you in the task
There’s ten down there, won’t need to share
‘Cause ten is all I ask’

Just then a roar from cattle truck
Announced a new arrival
And when they saw the load in back
They re-assessed survival

The tailgate swung down with a crash
Huge bull came stalking down
Although the large bull owned the range
New King had come to town

‘I think I don’t need all those cows’
The large bull grumbled low
‘I might just give him half of them
A welcome, don’t you know’

‘And I with ten will happy be’
Declared the middle bull
‘The rest I give to promote peace
My schedule was too full’

The smallest bull just pawed the ground
Churning up the sod
With lowered horns and heaving breath
His head began to nod

The others turned, ‘what do you do?
You’re trying to pick a fight?
That monster there makes three of you
For bulls might’s truly right’

Said he, ‘I sure don’t want to fight
Yet ground I still will pull
Just so the big guy understands
I’m not a cow, but Bull!’

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