Cow, Cow! I And Thou Are Looking At Each Other'S Eyes You Are Lying On The Grass Eating Every Time I Pass, And You Do Not Seem To Be Ever In Perplexity: You Are Good I'm Sure, And Not Fit For Nothing But The Pot: For Your Bearing Is So Kind, And Your Quietness So Wise: Cow, Cow! I And Thou Are Looking At Each Other'S Eyes.
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