I taught my sacred cows to sing
a capella because they lack opposable thumbs
which makes it hard to play guitar
or drums.  

After a short tour of the southeast states
they formed a clique
of Nazi chic
and walked amongst the herd on their hind legs,  

rode Harley Road Kings in black leather jackets
they implied 
they made from hides
of cows who chewed their cud in a socialist way.  

Such is the trouble the gods will bring
if you teach your sacred cows to sing.