Git laid in a manger
With critters I've bred
Romancin is easier
With quadrapeds
My barn in the night time's
A good place to play
Where I give new meaning
To " a roll in the hay".

The cattle all knowing
Maybe what's "at steak"
Give little resistence
When my moves I make.
Also love the creatures
Who live in the sty
Oinkin' and boinkin'
Until I'm drained dry.

The rear ends of sheep
Obsess me night and day
Enfolded in their wooley
Warmth long to stay.
It's bliss to be im-mersed
In their derierre
A pure taste of heaven
I'm given while there.