The Five Cows

They buck invisible riders. They attend law school to properly sue their stink. They kill the townsfolk one night, very late, with andirons, and they cry when there’s no one to scratch their backs. 

The Five Creeks

They buck invisible riffles. They attend leak lectures to properly sue their stir. They kill the townsfolk one nightfall, very late, with islands, and they weep when there's no one to scratch their banks.

The Five Cowhands

They buck invisible rifles. They hone leather scrap to prosecute their stockade. They kill the townsfolk one noon, very late, with canning jars, and they holler when there's no one to scratch their baskets.