balestabber
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out ride'n the lot---early one morn
a check'n some heifers---i found a newborn
his eyes were glassy---as he looked into the sky
he couldn't find a teat---and i wondered why?
his tongue was swollen---hang'n out the side of his mouth
he was have'n trouble stand'n---and fall'n to the south
he had not ate---and seem to be blind
so i headed for the barn---to find a bottle of some kind
i fought with the calf---till my patience was thru
but with a belly full of milk---his bowels had worked too
now i'll add to my chores---a bucket calf still
blind and slow ---and mentally ill
a few weeks later---i find him astray
he had made it thru a gate---towards the end of a day
tangled up in a brush pile---down in a revene
his glassy eyes ---were all to be seen
his immune system was weak---his lungs with pneumonia
he had ring worm and lice---and now diarrea
with my profits now at a loss---i continued to nurse
a blind stupid calf---with a battling curse
life was look'n dim---tho kind of a blur
so i gave him a name---like herkermur
he died sometime later---the memories i mourn
of the mentally ill calf---i found as a newborn
written by richard
2010
a check'n some heifers---i found a newborn
his eyes were glassy---as he looked into the sky
he couldn't find a teat---and i wondered why?
his tongue was swollen---hang'n out the side of his mouth
he was have'n trouble stand'n---and fall'n to the south
he had not ate---and seem to be blind
so i headed for the barn---to find a bottle of some kind
i fought with the calf---till my patience was thru
but with a belly full of milk---his bowels had worked too
now i'll add to my chores---a bucket calf still
blind and slow ---and mentally ill
a few weeks later---i find him astray
he had made it thru a gate---towards the end of a day
tangled up in a brush pile---down in a revene
his glassy eyes ---were all to be seen
his immune system was weak---his lungs with pneumonia
he had ring worm and lice---and now diarrea
with my profits now at a loss---i continued to nurse
a blind stupid calf---with a battling curse
life was look'n dim---tho kind of a blur
so i gave him a name---like herkermur
he died sometime later---the memories i mourn
of the mentally ill calf---i found as a newborn
written by richard
2010