On the Edge of Common Sense

It’s true that my steer is all-natural

I’ve dispensed with all vaccines and drugs

Not one pesticide is poured on his hide

He’d be lonesome without all the bugs!

The lice are his own peanut gallery

The ticks and the heel flies, too.

He scratches all day while they nibble away

But it does give him something to do.

I’ve no use for antibiotics.

For those drenches and potions and pills.

He’s had a roug...