The beast is looking at me with
puzzled perplexity thinking,
"Why do these people bother?"
monumental boredom sighing,
"You sad man. Get a life."
bovine compassion empathising,
"Poor man. So little hair on his wee heid."
territorial aggression, calculating,
"Can I get him before he reaches the fence?"
existential well concealed joy, ruminating,
"Grass, blue skies, celebrity status - I've got it all."