The Gender.

There was a country bull Nurtured with grass and eatables The oil cake it liked much That too made as a drink He was so proud and beauty Strengthened the muscles in years Stood at heights its neck and head Everyone loved the little one Without knowing it is growing As to the mightier one a Bullock In full shape and beauty it grown While it was easily handled by everyone Including the little girls of home One day it showed its displeasure And tried to attack a boy who cared it well While it was planned to grow it a seed bull Later it decided to change it as work bull Use to plough the land in rainy season Or to sell it for a bullock cart owner Finally the family opted the second one And one day I saw the new owner in ways Nearby standing the bullock with long jaws When I closely looked the dear one The prettier one in years back Something noticed Unusual It was already emasculated one The masculine beauty lost forever.