They want to stop us passing wind. { BOVAER the chemical]

Us cows we can communicate
It may sound like MOO to you
But we are much the wiser
Than humans in what we do
It’s true we ruminate
Chew the cud, all that verdant grass
Many of us discriminate
With herbs it’s come to pass

Standing in the fields
Or being fed with the fresh mown
When we chew it as we do
Yes we stand alone
Farting producing methane
Which floats up to the sky
And it’s alleged our farting
Affects the weather
A man made lie

So they came up with this chemical
Up wind of our passing
Gives the barn and yard a subtleness
It’s beyond classing
Our gases are selective and damaging
For we
Believe it was created
By god and it is free.

Now there is some chemical
Added to the feed
As little as a quarter of a teaspoon
Yes indeed
Reducing our fart levels
Bringing down the world’s methane
But no one wants to buy the muck
We think it is insane

Rumours of lowering sperm counts
And other negative thoughts
Milk and butter all sorts of labels
It’s enough to give us warts
We don’t want to reduce the gas
We think it’s rather good
So leave this chemical out of our feed
And let governments discuss

The wheres and where fours