HE Cow is too well known, I fear, - To need an introduction here.
- If She should vanish from earth's face
- It would be hard to fill her place;
- For with the Cow would disappear
- So much that everyone holds Dear.
- Oh, think of all the Boots and Shoes,
- Milk Punches, Gladstone Bags and Stews,
- And Things too numerous to count,
- Of which, my child, she is the Fount.
- Let's hope, at least, the Fount may last
- Until our Generation's past.

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