[indent][indent][h3][sub]Oxen, Oh Oxen[/sub][/h3][/indent][/indent]
Oxen, oh oxen, plowing through the grass,[indent]When do you ever get your rest?[/indent]
Oxen, oh oxen, plowing through the grass,[indent]
Will you ever be on time for your guests?[/indent]
Oxen, oh oxen, plowing through the grass,[indent]How much ever have you turned to dust?[/indent]

[right]- Briza, [i]Briza's Book of Alright Poetry,[/i] 1453[/right]