Buck-A-Roo

By: Jean Elaine Fuller
Date: Fall of 1966
Especially for: Jeff and Hazel Heisler

Buck-a-roo always thought he was the same
As the cows he pastured with.
But in ways he was quite different
So goes this enjoyable myth:

He had come to the barn so early in life
The cows were his only teacher.
Although his natural instincts told him
He was a wilderness creature.

He could see he was a golden brown
And the cows were black and white,
He wondered why the children always came
To see the humorous sight.

They came to feed and call and pet
And marvel at his beauty.
Buck-a-roo just took it in his stride.
(He thought 'twas his animal duty!)

So that's the way his story goes,
Buck-a-roo has grown up here.
Finding out he wasn't a cow at all,
But a beautiful white-tailed deer.


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