What would you do with a purple cow?
Would she just turn up one day and how?
Maybe walk right up and say "How do you do?"
Would she bat her eyelashes and offer to moo?
If a purple cow came from right down the lane
would you admire the purpleness
would you ask her name?
For I don't think purple cows belong in a zoo
as for autographs, I'll leave that to you
Would you ask her shoe size,
would she think it's so silly?
She may hang her head sideways
and say she is Milly
For things are so different
when a purple cow comes to town
and gives us excuses to follow her around
For wherever she goes, she brightens the day
When a purple cow smiles and comes out to play.
About the Creator
Lana Broussard
Lana Broussard writes primarily under the pen name, L.T. Garvin. She writes fiction, poetry, essays, and humor. She is the author of Confessions of a 4th Grade Athlete, Animals Galore, The Snjords, and Dancing with the Sandman.
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