A humorous little dity also known as the "Headstones" song, also known as the "Meat Torpedo" song .....
It was a beautiful, sunny day. The air was ripe with the smell of wild flowers, hay and fresh manure. I heard a God-aweful ruckus coming from out in the back pasture so I rose my fat "bacon-and-eggs-each-morning" ass off my wooden "slivers-in-the-ass-each-morning" porch chair and made my way to the back field to investigate. This is what I saw. Such a beautiful, natural occurance of mother nature, and the ultimate inspiration for this song............ It virtually wrote itself.