.cowheards.

The little cowbard could not hear. A little steak jumped up from the fire. THE cowbeard turned to see it sizzle. "Folk magic is all around these parts!" He SCREAMED! BUT IT WAS TOO LATE. Cownot began to cry. It was all his eyes could do lately. A sand octopus inked in the wind. There weren't enuff tears in the blasted desert to smudge out the Rorschact test. He was dumb. Cowbees said it was ok. But it wasn't. Shucks.