~~MARTHA~~
I think you're right, you'll never see
Another growing copper penny tree
Nor vines with budding dollar bills
Nor fives or tens on grassy hills
And so you sit in a cell each day
For pork and beans you'll have to pay
The cow is gone, your Mom is mad
You made a deal gone bad
The law found out about your deed
So now you're in a four-by-four
With iron bars for your front door
You get your food and drink in tin
While wishing someone else was in
This same old place as you are now
All because you SOLD THAT COW!!!
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