Moo-Hoo
From Farmer Burgess I acquired
A fear unnaturally inspired,
Of eggplant-colored legs and ears
And grape-juice tinted moping tears;
I’ve long since feared becoming plum,
A hue to make a heifer glum,
And so have kept a watchful eye
Lest it occur; suddenly, I–
I saw a purple cow, I think,
Hoped not to be one; in a wink,
I was the most extraordinary
Bovine in the Violet Dairy!
But weep no wine-inflected drops
When you hear cloven clip’ty-clops
As I approach, for I inspired
A soda jerk ere I retired,
And am remembered better now
Than when I was a Normal cow.
Art-Colored Glasses 
That silly poem is probably the biggest cause of porphyrophobia among our bovine friends than anything else. For shame!
I’m nothing if not a sower and purveyor of shame, as you should jolly well know by now. 😉
Your moos helped you choose some colors & words…
Oh, my darling, you are endlessly amoosing!!!
A cow of many colors!