Foghorn Leghorn had a girlfriend
And her name was
feathery Beth
But her feathers all
pointed the wrong way
And she tickled
herself to death
Foghorn Leghorn had a girlfriend
And her name was
feathery Beth
But her feathers all
pointed the wrong way
And she tickled
herself to death
A man walked into his bedroom
Where his wife was
preparing for sleep
And stood in the
doorway
Holding a leash
attached to a sheep
“Sweetheart when you
have a headache
This is the cow I make
love to”
The wife looked at him
with utter contempt
Then took his silence
as her cue
Saying “If you weren't
such a numbskull,
You’d know that's not
a cow it’s a yew
He replied “If you
weren't so conceited
You’d realise I wasn’t
talking to you”
When our class
Visited the local farm
We had a lovely day
And on the bus home
We sang a song
About our lovely day
The sheep go baa
The cows go moo
The ducks go quack
Chickens cock a doodle
doo
The shepherd says hi
The cowman says hello
Get off that fucking
tractor
We hear the farmer
bellow