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.