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Thursday, June 29, 2023

Said, Done, Butchered ~~ a Poem for Friday Writings

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Errant Cow

                      Well I've said it now 
                      Laid food for the cow 
                      Said what I know how 

                      But it isn't done 
                      Yes I've had my fun 
                      Still cow needs a pun 

                      A tasty wry curd 
                      You can say the word 
                      Make queen of the herd 

                      Not good telling puns 
                      (The finishing touch)                                   Butchered every one 
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 - Photo and Poem Copyright, Jimmiehov 2007 [July 10, 2007] and 2023 Respectively, All Rights Reserved 
 - I am linked with Rommy at the Friday Writings #83, at  
 - Rommy says, “the phrase is ‘the finishing touch’. Write something inspired by it.” 
 - In Ireland; this is an Irish cow, a white face Herford, the rest of the herd were running along the fence 


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12 comments:

  1. Wasn't expecting the butchering as the finishing touch.. :) :)

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  2. Oh, poor cow! That's a 'finishing' touch for sure.

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  3. I've "reworded" this as I was horrified by the reading of these three comments above. My cow hasn't died, she's just not a good at telling puns. Like me.
    Please forgive me please, guys.
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  4. Oh, that's better! Thanks for bringing out your real meaning more. (But you can see how we thought the other, in your first version.)

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  5. Butchering is such a clear cliche and cattle make us think of it. So it is no wonder you used the word. In the creative world, it is used quite a lot.

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  6. Oh glad you clarified. I saw your note on my comments page. Don't we all love a non-punning-cow! No worries. Thanks Jim!

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  7. If the response to a pun is a groan, is the response to a cow pun a moo?

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  8. The re-writes work Jim. I get it now.

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  9. Thank you Jim, for the udderly fine poem. I am quite amooshed by it. :)

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