(IPOGS, Freestyle) The Cow Who Didn’t Curtsey the Bulls

The cow did not like the bulls in the filed
She used the other's as a shield
Up the hills she fled and run
A bull galloped up as if shot from a gun
You'll not have your way with me
So on your way and leave me be
The bull stood firm and eyed his prize
The cow stood firm not bowed by size
She walked right up and passed him by
Saying don't follow me ever don't even try