small insects, escaped farm animals, and robots made of rocks and burnt sticks were clambering to put harm boss’s body together as he trudged over a field“squersh!”harm boss landed a half-burning-ash, half-bare-flesh, all-criminal-businessman foot square into a giant cow pie (turd).he stands irritated, trying to shake his burnt up flesh out of the big glob of manure stuck to ita cow stands close by and staresin all the shaking, harm horrible boss shakes his torso away by accident. his rebuilding body float away on the wind. the leg has trouble shaking without the body to balance it, and starts more turning left and right a little loss.cow [to burning leg]: “boss, can I work for you. I want to go to outer space too.”harm boss’s leg smells the potential and mounts the cow—business office complexa cow is slowly making its way inzombie government worker: “boss?”cow: “MOOO”zombie government worker look past the c—[ow pushing by them toward traffick boss’s office, to see a number of cows, some dressed in suits, all clamoring to follow