:) From the Ledgers of Leighroy: Though I've just given birth to a heifer And of pride and of milk I am full, It is sad to relate That my tactical state Was not brought on by a bull. I have never been naughty, I swear it In spite of this calf I have born By Farmer Brown's tractor, I am virgo intacta And I've not had the bull by the horn. How dreary the farmyard and the meadow, The cow shed seems gloomy and grey, But the one bit of gun In the years weary run Has by science been taken away. I know that the farm is a business, Where all of us must pull out weight, But I'd pull and I'd pull For a nicely built bull, But get this phoney arrangement I hate. It must not be thought that I'm jealous, These are things that a cow shouldn't say, but these A.I. tarts Who handle our parts Still get it the old fashioned way.