Some cows aren’t tall enough to lick the food out of people’s hands.
Some cows have developed workarounds.
Originally posted at stories.starmind.org.
Some cows aren’t tall enough to lick the food out of people’s hands.
Some cows have developed workarounds.
I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
Being strumpeted by thy contagion.
Keep then far league and truce with thy true bed;
I live unstain’d, thou undishonoured.