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Bessie stands in a pasture 
chewing on her cud. 
Today the grass is green around her. 
Sometimes she’s standing in the mud. 

A simple life she lives 
ever looking near her feet 
To find the tenderest and juiciest 
grasses which she can eat. 
  
A gentle moo as she looks up 
she gives a passer-by 
Who turns around to 
give old Bessie a Hi! 

All the while she is working 
on making milk so fresh and good, 
Which will soon be taken form her 
and sent all over the neighborhood. 

© Copyright 1999.08.01 by Jean E. Gorney