ORIGINAL VERSE.
"OLD COO'S." What matters it to you if my eyes are dim with tears? What matters it to you, old friend of many years, If the heart in me is aching, for your duty you have done, And the hard road you'll he taking ere the setting of the sun? My hands the first to touch you, oh! how the years slip by! It seems as if it 'twas yesterday, and I feared that you might die: And I mind I gently raised you and caressed yon soft and slow, For you were very dear to me in the days of long ago. [ wish it could be otherwise, but the best of friends must part. If the parting be as cold as ice, or if the hot tears start, It matters not to you, old friend, for when you have gone hence In the ones you've left behind you I'll find some recompense. You've served me long and faithfully, and o'er the countryside. The ones you've given life to are scattered fir and wide; But the best are in my pastures, and until they are as old as you No butcher's gold shall buy them—poor old coo! -GEORGE ODEY.
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Taranaki Daily News, 6 July 1916, Page 8
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201ORIGINAL VERSE. Taranaki Daily News, 6 July 1916, Page 8
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