Cow Pie

Cow Pie

I stepped upon a cow pie
and smashed that sucker flat.
I wish my cows would bury them
like a kitty cat.

I could walk through the pasture
without ever looking down.
I would never slip and slide
on those mounds of brown.

If I ware my shoes inside,
my wife just has a fit.
She wrinkles her nose and says,
"Something smells like S##T!"

I don't blame cows for cow pies.
I know they mean no harm.
For this is just a fact of life,
when living on a farm.