By Anna Mitchael
How to Name a Cow
Anybody want to samba?
Or something like that
Ho-ho-Whose bright idea was this?
Flying by the seats of our pilgrim pants
“Happy!” “Sad!” “Discombobulated!”
It ain’t natural
Farm-to-market to goodbye
Where did all the time in the world go?
On being the mother of brothers
W-A-C-O and Waco was its name-o
Something old. Something new. Something neon blue.
And the silence may never end
Maybe I’ve got that fever going around