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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