Highland cow

Wind blow, the Highland cows hair whooshed beautifully.

Its eyes are like shiny black pearls looking into the distance .

Its silky nose wet as its pretty pale Toung licked it away.

The fluffy fur keeps the cold away as t frolics in the green grassy fields,

Its luscious locks covers its eyes, mysteriously like a magicians tricks ,

In a field full of flowers with the sun on its back not a single worry not even a thought.

It’s pretty pink nose in the flowers feeling free

And horns as long as the empire state building disguised as pretty protection.