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A Child's Garden of Verses (1885)
by
Robert Louis Stevenson

The Cow

The friendly cow all red and white,

I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple-tart.

She wanders lowing here and there,

And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;

And blown by all the winds that pass

And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.

Public domain text taken from The Poets’ Corner:
http://www.theotherpages.org/poems/rls02.html#1


CST Approved
"The Cow" by Ogden Nash

The cow is of the bovine ilk.
From one end moo, the other, milk.

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