I guess cows have problems with keyboards or else they type in invsible digits. I like the title, though.

Eulalie. Moo Moo. Cats sot on the backs of Moo Cows. La la La La.
Lobotomy, I Hope no no no no. Whatever for? Cats yawn and nap.

Do Moo Cows preach to birds? I Hope they sing on Sesame Street.
Big Bird, Elmer Gantry, John Updike, Soren Kierkegaard (Kirk) and All New Yorker readers need to hear herds of Moo Cows Moo and Cats Meow. Updike wrote a poem 'Facing Nature' as he poached chicken eggs, and approached fifty. At 50- it's when Nature's alarm bell rings, and human and beast are kept being inwardly forewarned remembering (conscience) their mortality. Moo Cows chew the belly cud on Earth, and fly over the Full Moon post-clunking their last old squishy dung plop.
Psalm 90. read it?
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The reminder is:`
Like grass that is renewed in the morning-
in the evening it fades and wither, though
frost has flattened the morning grasses?
They tell me I shall I live forever. awake?
John Updike died of cancer while passing.
There were Cat scans, hospitals, bed rest,
visitation friends and those who loved him.
Clergy. the jesters, and people said:`O my:`
Bless your Boo Cow pretty hide. So- okay:`
No believe Sunday School, scratchy thistle.
I hate sitting in Burdock burrs. Burrs itch:`
Bee Balm for britches with cat fleas, lice's:`
Scratchy Fruit of the Loom and Hind butt:`
No tongue tell about Jew Arab-American:`
Tribe, and if dead hamsters, bison, otters,
possums, people deserve hell in paradise:`
Prayer won't hurt. Say something to plea:`
No tongue can tell my passion for a moo.
Moo Cows lay down to rest in goodness.
Goodness and mercy shall surely follow.
A Moo of human expression can convey?

I think You got it! La La Moo Cow:`Love!
I like what Patton Lee Beagus said:`Love.
'Surely'
Goodness and mercy shall follow me Moo.
Moo Cows and hominoids? Human:`Love.
Bless Ya hide all they days of Ya Moo Life!
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I need to go to some environmental event.
After this comment? I'll go La La Moo La La.
The mental health of politico is troublesome.
I don't Why I Love Moo Cows and the woman.
I can't get no satisfaction. Nature wants a Moo?
I think I may be destined. Nature made me Monk?
Monks? This is way off- Nature is not funny, Moo!
Mama?
I don't want green grass.
I don't want to be a Monk!
I need some good Mushy.
gads?