For The Sunday Whirl: Wordle #73
Where’s The Beef?
Fierce warrior cows pastured
in remote rugged field, suffer
monthly slaughter in silence
because no one believes they
will ever be of other service.
Until, one late morning, when
they stampede downhill, ringing
their bells through marble halls
to save their shaken, beleaguered
king from certain terrible treachery.
Grateful monarch, in royal splendor,
rewards his bovine heroes with grace
and his eternal blessing: “Henceforth,
from this day forward, never again
will beef stew be cooked or eaten
within my now dairy dominated
Elizabeth Crawford 9/9/12
Notes: No this is not a Wisconsin myth, even though we are known as The Dairy State. Sometimes, when I get the list of words, two of them will join hands and refuse to be separated. So it was with warriors and cows. I fought them with determination but failed. Rather than to admit complete defeat, I finally surrendered and let them have their way. When it came time for a title, the only thing that came to mind was the old Wendy’s commercial. It seemed appropriate, lol.