Jeremy the Cow

Jeremy the pink ghost cow

A wonder to behold

He sucks out your insides and makes them into smoothies

And his existence usually goes untold.

That is, until one day

A pair of crazy cousins

Saw the truth for what it is;

Jeremy the ghost cow is real,

And he is a threat to society's bliss.

Jeremy knocks on people's windows

As the clock strikes midnight;

He moos and appears in your worst nightmare,

Gives even the bravest of kids a fright.

He's pink and transparent and scary,

He has a wife and a son and a family tree;

This ghost cow is real, I assure you

Undoubtedly NOT imaginary.

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