Well! Hello there, folks!
Did y’all come here just to see li’l ol’ me?
I am the last windmill, ya know!
The blackbirds told me so.
Stand back and endure the awe,
because fainting is against the law,
and awfully embarrassing, too, I hear tell.
As you pass on by, say, “Hey!” to my comrades for me, will ya?
before they’re rolled away to meet their Maker.
Don’t worry about those cows, now. Ya hear?
Once they come home, it’s all over for everybody.
River is an exception to that rule.
I pray it always runs.