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 The Cow by Robert Louis Stevenson 
						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.
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