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Lash Longhorn Landed on the Lard. make a poem about it.
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In the heart of the meadow where wildflowers grow,
A tale unfolds of a creature aglow,
A longhorn named Lash with a spirit so grand,
Set out on a journey across the wide land.
With horns like the sunset, all twisted and bright,
He roamed through the valleys, a majestic sight.
But one fateful morning, with a glimmering spark,
He ventured too far, lost track of the mark.
Through thickets and brambles, past rivers so wide,
Lash wandered on, with the sun as his guide.
But then came a moment, unexpected and hard—
He stumbled and tumbled, landed smack on the lard!
Oh, slippery substance, what mischief you make,
As he flailed in surprise, a comical shake.
The cows gathered round, their laughter so loud,
Watching dear Lash, an unwitting proud cow.
With a snort and a kick, he rolled to his feet,
Shaking off lard and the muck of defeat.
“Fear not!” he declared, with a twinkle and cheer,
“For every great journey has moments unclear!”
He learned from the slip, from the fall and the glide,
That laughter and courage are worth more than pride.
So with friends by his side, he continued to roam,
With stories to share, he knew he was home.
In the heart of the meadow where wildflowers grow,
Lash Longhorn’s adventure is still talked about so.
A lesson in laughter, in life’s winding road,
For even in lard, true spirits are flowed.
A tale unfolds of a creature aglow,
A longhorn named Lash with a spirit so grand,
Set out on a journey across the wide land.
With horns like the sunset, all twisted and bright,
He roamed through the valleys, a majestic sight.
But one fateful morning, with a glimmering spark,
He ventured too far, lost track of the mark.
Through thickets and brambles, past rivers so wide,
Lash wandered on, with the sun as his guide.
But then came a moment, unexpected and hard—
He stumbled and tumbled, landed smack on the lard!
Oh, slippery substance, what mischief you make,
As he flailed in surprise, a comical shake.
The cows gathered round, their laughter so loud,
Watching dear Lash, an unwitting proud cow.
With a snort and a kick, he rolled to his feet,
Shaking off lard and the muck of defeat.
“Fear not!” he declared, with a twinkle and cheer,
“For every great journey has moments unclear!”
He learned from the slip, from the fall and the glide,
That laughter and courage are worth more than pride.
So with friends by his side, he continued to roam,
With stories to share, he knew he was home.
In the heart of the meadow where wildflowers grow,
Lash Longhorn’s adventure is still talked about so.
A lesson in laughter, in life’s winding road,
For even in lard, true spirits are flowed.