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I am a cow, a cow I am; don’t think —
I don’t know you’re using me for my milk.
My friends out their in the pasture they think,
They’ll never be rendered into meat.
But the older cows who you milk don’t blink,
They know where fattened cows go too soon.
I’m told not to worry, with a wink,
I am a milk cow, that isn’t my fate.
I’ll live a long life as long as I give,
Thick liquid to use in many foods ate.
As long as there’s butter, yogurt I live.
As long as there’s cream, cheeses galore.
I’m a free cow until old age arrives,
Then I’m certain I just might be beef.
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