There Goes The Herd – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Herd – RDP




There Goes the Herd

Daisy was on point,
and as ever, she led the way.
“Where are we going?” asked Betty?
“I’m not sure said Daisy,
but the nice man who always gave us hay said,
there’s this other nice man who’ll take us
to a very special place.

©Paul Vincent Cannon





Filed under farming, life, poem, Quadrille

22 responses to “There Goes The Herd – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

  1. lol to the slaughter house for your beef burgers … carnivores!

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  2. Oh my…but unfortunately true..great analogy! Daisy needs to do a little research!

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  3. I’m glad i’m a vegetarian!
    So many are easily led in our neighborhood by mindless politicians.

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  4. How could you do this!

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  5. Dont trust everyone, even if he is good to you. 😉 Well written, Paul!


  6. I love the way you write and make me laugh!!! Uniquely done!!

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  7. lync56

    Interesting reflection


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