I strolled into a farmyard
As the cockerel crowed out loud
They didn't like the look of me
I drew a rowdy crowd
Pushed around by friesians
Butted by the rams
Causing me a seizure
And cocking up my plans
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think you meant friesians, a term unknown to me before. Holsteins I know very well. Good poem.