In a field of mooing cows so grand,Lived a curious calf named Clara, quite the band.While others munched on clover green,Clara chased butterflies, a joyful scene.

One day a chart hung on the barn door wide,Letters so bright, Clara couldn’t hideA fascination for one that did curve,Like a munching green worm, a sight to observe!

“That one!” she mooed, with a wet black nose,“I want to learn C, from head to toes!”The other cows blinked, “Silly moo-cow, you see,C is for mooing, that’s plain to all three!”

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But Clara mooed back, with a determined head,“There must be more to C, than just what is said!”So off she trotted, with a flick of her tail,To find all the Cs, that wouldn’t fail.

First, to the coop where the chickens reside,“Clucky friends,” she mooed, with a walk by their side.“What starts with a C?” she asked with a grin,The hens stopped their pecking, a clucking din.

“Why, chicks, of course!” they all clucked with glee,Fluffy and yellow, a sight to see!Clara loved chicks, with their fluff so bright,But a hug would be squish, so she held back tight.

Next, to the cat napping under the tree,“Cozy Cat,” Clara mooed, politely, you see.“What starts with a C?” she whispered low,The cat, barely awake, gave a sleepy meow.

“A purr, silly cow,” he mumbled and yawned,Curling back up, where his warmth was dawned.Clara giggled, a purring cat’s sight,Made a cozy nap, oh what a delight!

Finally, to the pond where a duck did reside,With feathers so bright, in the water it did glide.“Quackers,” she mooed, with a friendly hello,“What starts with a C?” the duck splashed, “Let’s go!”

“A cool swim, of course!” the happy duck cried,As Clara splashed back, with a moo by her side.A cool swim on a hot day, a perfect fit,Clara’s head full of Cs, not a single quit.

Chicks, cats, and cool dips, a world to explore,The letter C held so much in store!Back to the barn, with a smile so wide,Mooing was important, but C, oh the pride!

From carrots so crunchy to clouds in the sky,Cookies, a secret, a wink from Old Guy,(Old MacDonald) The letter C, a friend by her side,A world full of wonders, waiting to confide.