The Moo-Cow-Moo from "Chronicles of the Little Tot"

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The Moo-Cow-Moo Y pa held me up to the moo-cow-moo M' So clost I could almost touch, En I fed him a couple of times, or two, En I was n't a fraid-cat-much. The moo-cow-moo's got a tail like a rope En it's raveled down where it grows, En it's just like feeling a piece of soap All over the moo-cow's nose. En the moo-cow-moo's got deers on his head En his eyes stick out of their place, En the nose of the moo-cow-moo is spread All over the end of his face. En his feet is nothing but finger nails En his mamma don't keep 'em cut, En he gives folks milk in water pails Ef he don't keep his handles shut. 'Cause ef you or me pulls the handles, why The moo-cow-moo says it hurts, But the hired man he sits down clost by En squirts en squirts en squirts. - Edmund Vance Cooke. Copyright, 1905, by Dodge Puhlishing Company, Chronicles of the Little Tot.' ($7.50)

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