Mimique says, "Werecow, running quick! who're you kidding, watch him
trip."

Vermillion says, "My teeth suddenly begin to retract, the farm gate is
shut I think I am trapped."

Mimique says, "I moo, roaring no more. Docile, and stuck in the
pasture."

Vermillion says, "With a soothing moo I slowly walk, looking placid
while I attempt to stalk."

Mimique says, "At night, desires blood, during day, chews cud."

Vermillion says, "I chew the cud and eye the herd, they don't realise
the extent of my bovine thirst."

Mimique says, "How now brown cow? -the end-."

-Bows-
Vermoollion and Moomique

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Midautumn, in the year 93 MA.