On the today
After Yesterday
It was a triumph
It was a feel good Saturday
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I fed the birds
Swept out their cages
And composed words
Eager to fill pages
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When I ran out of rhymes
I grabbed my magical gear
Just as I had a thousand times
And did card tricks for the cows
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Then, as every day
I hooked them up one by one
Washed their tails, teats, and bums
Until they were all done
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With a backward glance
I'm put in a happy mood
By the happy clean cows
With their noses happily in the food
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