Bull

The trains watch us dreaming
in these charming meadows.
—For we don’t love eating
so much as some fellows!—
Gorging suits humans,
they crave sauce and meat.
Me, I love to chew on
grass, so green and sweet.
Men chew on things, too,
like rivalry and riot;
for me such bitter brew’s
an unhealthy diet.
On top of that, I don’t know why
you’ll hear…
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