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The Wine Cows: A Poetic Tale of Divine Beverages
In a pasture green and wide,
Two cows did graze side by side.
But these bovines were quite unique,
Their udders produced a different physique.

For where milk should have flowed,
Wine instead began to unload.
A miracle, some might say,
A gift from the gods in their own way.

Bacchus, Dionysus, and their kin,
Must have had a hand in this win.
For how else could these cows produce,
A nectar so fine, a drink so profuse?

Their milkmaids were baffled, that's for sure,
But the farmers knew what to endure.
They harvested grapes from the fields,
And made wine that would make them yields.

And so the cows were not sent to slaughter,
But became a treasure to be guarded by their daughter.
Their wine flowed as the moon rose high,
A divine elixir that could make one fly.

So if you find yourself in a glass of red,
Think of the cows that produced instead.
And thank the wine gods up above,
For the cows that gave us wine with love.



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