The Cow Sutra: a double dactyl

Higgledy-piggledy,
Tabitha Johnson
went to the marketplace
and bought a cow,

spur of the moment,
unpremeditated.
She had no need for it
but owns it now.

Higgledy-piggledy,
Samuel Swanson
met Tabby halfway home
crying the blues.

“What will I do?” she asked,
gesticulating.
Samuel just smiled at her,
and said, “Well, moo.”

19 DEC 2012

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