She mooed through the marshland
And frightened a coot,
That cow with one hoof in a wellington-boot.
‘Please tell me, dear cow,’
I said quite politely,
‘Why one of your hooves is embedded so tightly
In a rubbery, slubbery military shoe?’
She gave a long, low and lugubrious moo,
And squelched on her way.
I’m still left in doubt –
Well, maybe, it’s just that she can’t get it out.
– by Gregory Harrison