How to Ride a Cow and Milk a Horse
“Billy went to his grandma’s farm
and learned lots of stuff.
Can I go to a farm, too, Mommy?”
“What did Billy learn?”
“He learned how to ride a cow
and milk a horse,
how to sew fields
and sheer chickens,
and pluck sheep,
how to billy a goat
and bill a duck
and pay attention,
how to oink pigs
and gander geese,
how to pony up
and feather down,
how to draw water
and draw people,
how to butter cups
and shuck wheat,
how to corn toes,
how to spin wheels and thread and stories,
how to slow pokes
and poke cattle,
how to lay bread
and knead eggs,
how to darn a thing
and sock it to you,
how to scare a crow
and spare a quarter,
how to climb a fish
and scale a mountain
and skin a knee,
how to knock on wood
and wish on wells,
how to ding a ling
and sing a long,
how to ditch a shovel
and crack a joke.
Billy knows everything,
and I want to know everything too.”
