Poems from Bovineocw
They say I am a man's best friend,
they say our bond is real,
they say that I bring lifelong joy,
but this isn't how I feel.
I feel our...
The forest is mysterious,
which benefits me not,
for having now explored it,
I find myself distraught.
This wood makes me move
with its...
I was inducted this fine day,
to the club I'll now and love,
but still find it difficult,
when their pushes come to shove.
I find myself...
The olive branch is a fickle friend,
it doesn't stay for long,
and when you try to please it,
it only lasts one song.
But still the olive...
I love you, I love you not,
you are pretty, she is hot,
We play together, they say together,
“That boy has two.”
You all judge, you all...