this is one of my poems

Cows-

If I were a cow,
and I'm not,
I would see grass a lot,
wandering around,
Up and down,
Some times sleeping,
Some times eating,
Never knowing,
Where I'm going,
Always seeing grass.


If I were a cow,
And by now you know I'm not,
I would see the sun a lot,
Some times there,
As well as not,
I'm sure to see the sun a lot,
Aren't I?

If you think that as a cow, and I'm not, I wouldn't either sun or grass very much at all, or think that I am lying about it all, be sure to contact my complaint department. (over my head)

Thank you.