So I was moving some of my stuff around, and found some of my old scribble books I used to keep with random notes and quotes and other nonsensical things in it. I flipped through one dated "2004," and found the following poem I had written in it.
An Ode to Cows
I think I know how a cow feels
When it attempts to wear high heels,
The same way I do.
Moo.
I
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