R[ichard] W[atson] Gilder
[illegible]Tell you the news Prom Pour Brooks Parm? Well,But there is news to tell!As long as my arm."What, a new she-calf born To this world forlorn?"Few things are finer Than a fine heifer-calf,And most things are minor;.But it 's better by half -The news that I speak of;Besides now we reek of Such farm news as this:You were here, when, what bliss!Alpha dropped on our planet,And we all ran to scan it.How it staggered and swayed,Groped, puckered, sucked, prayed On its knees, or it seemed so;But its mother never dreamed so,For there! what fun! Wisht!How the old cow it punished,With blows of its nose
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