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The moovers and shakers of this here generation. |
We are the bovine divas. We bring our click-aty, clack-ity typewriters From the barnyard to the convention center. Having had our demands met We have decided to widen our circle of influence And get more people to choose the chicken. And when people call, "Where's the beef?" We can sashay over, chew our cud And teach them farm boys That we cows are much more divine Than a single striploin. We are the moooovers and the shakers Of this here generation. We are the bovine divas. And don't you forget it. Lines = 15. Word Count = 91. Can you read this with some Texas attitude? Notes ▶︎ |