another one from my poetry inspired by latin phrases —
found this phrase on a website…wrote this silly poem,
which really has nothing to do with bon jovi
“Quod licet bovi, non licet Bon Jovi” (if a cow can do it, doesn’t mean Bon Jovi can)
the blinding hot disc
high in the sky
shoots fire on my back,
like the red-hot iron
that singed your name on my flesh
man, you say you own me —
but what are you without me?
can you match the load i pull?
can you match my pleasure
in carrying your load?
day after day, i pull for you
i give you milk for free
i give you children, without complaint
I give you large, watery dark eyes
i let you whip me —
well, i might just be a cow
but you’re nothin’ but a jack ass —
livin’ on a prayer
on a big john deere, ridin’
like a halfway cowboy