The Good Morning Moo

It’s the most precious thing
a cow owns. The good morning moo
has many things that recommend it.
Flattery is the good morning moo’s goal.

It wants every farmer in Bristol
to know how it loves them.
From the top of their heads
to the bottoms of their shoes.

The good morning moo is a beautiful sound.
It can make you feel wonderful,
happy to see a cow’s face.
That roman nose a mile long
the mouth open for business.
The most delightful phrases coming out.
‘Good morning. Glad to see you.’
The moo could go on and on,
but it stops to dot an ‘i’ and cross a ’t’.
Its a very conscientious cow moo.

It’s as big a mountain.
Got the face of Davy Crocket.
When it grins grizzly bears
turn into pussy cats.

A moo in the afternoon
couldn’t lift a mountain.
Nor go swimming
in the Holston River.

The moo in the barn
is all quiet, just blinks its eyes
when the barn door closes.
The night sleeps beside
the Blue Ridge Mountains. 
They’re best friends.

The morning moo
is lucky. Hear it and you will smile.
The morning moo has wings
and flies around Bristol,
patting everybody on the back
and wishing them well.

One morning moo can go a long way.
Blountville doesn’t mind a few extra moos
coming to visit. Blountville loves tourists.
Even if they get tossed out of a cow.
The journey of the morning moo
takes all over Bristol. 
It waits for the school bus
to moo back.