My thanks to Foss, Denmark, for the physical prompt.
Ode to a Cow.
Frankie is a Friesian
A special kind of cow,
Frankie is my saviour:
Let me tell you how.
Frankie is a stress cow
A foamy rubber ball
Frankie can be screwed up
And thrown against the wall.
Frankie is a Friesian
Made of squidgy stuff,
Frankie takes a lot of flack,
You can treat her rough.
Frankie is a stress cow
With stumpy little feet
Frankie lets you toss her
And is stoically discrete.
Frankie is a Friesian
Who will never irritate;
Frankie can be trusted -
A most endearing trait.
Frankie is a stress cow
Who helps me through the day
Frankie stands and listens
And she never turns away.
Frankie is a Friesian
A special kind of cow,
Frankie is as dumb as dirt
But I like her anyhow.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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A bit aggro today are we?
ReplyDeleteI don't stress. But I am a carrier.
DeleteMother? Is that you?
ReplyDeleteEwe? Is it a stress sheep?
DeleteYou look as if you would bounce off a wall pretty well too.
DeleteOooo touchy!
DeleteHey you two, play nicely.
DeleteI forgive him. To err is human; to forgive, bovine.
DeleteSeems to be more bull than cow happening here.
ReplyDeleteThey are a matched set.
Deletefantastic! Sometimes cows as dumb as dirt have their merit. I agree with the above commenter.
ReplyDeleteAh yes - I had a Frankie too once!
ReplyDeleteOh. What happened to it?
Deletea sweet toy to have!!
ReplyDeleteYou know in Indian culture (India), we regard cow as "holy" and pure. We worship it infact and it holds a great place in our religious ritual. This poem was a bit of fun though.
No offence meant to my Hindu readers! Cows included.
DeleteIs the day not going well for you?
ReplyDelete:-)
DeleteI think everyone should have a stress cow like Frankie, she is very patient and cute as well!
ReplyDeletexoxoxo ♡
A very understanding cow, she is Dianne. Everyone should have one. Big bovine eyes looking at you, so full of care and compassion. I had a 'stress hamburger' once. Not in the same league. Nice to see you here.
DeleteI'd like to have a couple of Frankies too. :)
ReplyDeleteIl est préférable d'avoir beaucoup de francs.
DeleteMooooving post, J.C. st that your day is proceeding not too badly, now that you've got that out of your system. Frankie looks like a loveable soul; glad you've got her (so to speak).
ReplyDeletePeace and joy!
She is unbelievably sweet. Not all that talkative, I grant you, but everything else you want in something that you want to squeeze. Except orange juice, of course.
DeleteMilking that little stress cow, aren't you!
ReplyDeleteI have warm hands. You?
DeleteI thought 'spongiform' was something to go with mad cow disease. Is this a spongy-form mad cow?
ReplyDelete"Bovine spongiform encephalopathy" - interesting thought.
ReplyDeletePerhaps "Bovine spongy-form, homeopathy"
No, on second thoughts, 'Bovine, spongy-form, exertion therapy'. No, still not right. I will work on it.
DeleteI've got one too. She's called Flossie.
ReplyDeleteVery fluffy. Very you. Why don't you toughen up and get a Vladmilla, a Brunhilda or an Olga?
DeleteHe has acquired one of those recently. She is a no nonsense straight talkin' kind of chick but nevertheless gorgeous in her own right!
DeleteI quite like Flossie.
DeleteSOM: You know Flossie?
DeleteJCN: Since when is Frankie a tough name?
Svetlana: Shhh!
I'm a poet, we like alliteration. "Flossie the Friesian" does your tongue in.
DeleteI need one of those!
ReplyDeleteKnead, Mama, knead one of those!
DeleteLove it. And WANT one.
ReplyDeletePoor Frankie...to be treated that way!
ReplyDeleteNo-one ever said that the life of a cow was a good one.
DeleteIf we detect any big bovine eye manipulation going on in our gals we never take them on our Valkyrie rides and strip them of their horns. Then we send them to earth where they can practise their craft on bovine fanciers.
ReplyDeleteNo problem - they wear bells because their horns don't work anyway.
DeleteDon't you have horns on your helmet?
DeleteOne sure way to maintain sanity. An object which can take it from one's angry self and can still smile. Good idea Cosmo!
ReplyDeleteHank
I don't think I ever said it maintained sanity...
DeleteWell, there is certainly no evidence to be seen to support the idea.
DeletePerhaps a wrong terminology. I meant to say that it can help reduce stress. One can let off steam by bashing away at it and it can still maintain its smile.
DeleteHank
Love it! Thanks Foss!
ReplyDeleteWhy thank you Mrs Fenn!
Deletei can tear me up some stress cows...just saying...glad they take it
ReplyDeleteI could eat a horse.
Deletegrip, heave, collect, repeat ~
ReplyDeleteSounds like a normal Saturday night out.
DeleteI've got a star and a couple of other little things. I like that yours seems more alive, though I can tell from your poem that if it were alive once, it could be no longer.
ReplyDeleteDead and cold. But squidgy.
DeleteOh, Cos, I had to read this aloud after the first readthrough because I was laughing so hard. Poor little Frankie, sweet little Frankie. Here, Frankie, Frankie, I need to squish the living daylights out of you because, well, I had stress and you are so... malleable! Ha ha. Loved it, and thanks, this actually relieved MY stress! Amy
ReplyDeleteAw, You're sweet. Sharp. But sweet. :-)
DeleteMy father is very stressed. He wants the chickens, cows and the rest of my dowry returned.
ReplyDeleteHe does not understand English very well and he thinks you have a girlfriend called Frankie
who you throw against the wall. I am not allowed to have any more contact with you. My brothers will pick up the livestock tonight..
Oh. I'll have to fish the bones out of the compost.
DeleteThis is a fun poem, J Cosmo! Some days I think I could make great use of these rubber cows!
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