Ol’ Myrtle


Ol’ Myrtle was a spotted cow
Who thought she was a bird somehow
And one day she tried to fly the coop
Which ended in a disastrous swoop

Now ol’ Myrtle is living in glory
And often shares her fateful story
She still wishes she’d been born a bird
And perceives God’s judgment as completely absurd

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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