highland cow

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.

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