THE TALE OF A WAIMAHAKA COW.

Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 20, 30 July 1920, Page 6

THE TALE OF A WAIMAHAKA COW.

Where Waimahaka sits serene Betwixt her hills of verdant green, A beauty spot so ricb and rare, A simple country village where At morning, afternoon and e'en, A hubby and his bonny Jean, Contentedly, as. man and wife, Along the troubled road of life, Each one of the other's pleasures shares, Its disappointments and its cares But now to mar their cup of joy, Its brimming fullness to destroy, Their next door neighbours keep a cow And feed her, well as all allow, On tnrnips, chaff, and cocksfoot hay. On any cold and wintery day The hubby (like most other men Well past their thre© score years and ten), To wracking aches and pains is prone In every sinew, every bone. And oft times finds his patience tried, As through the mad his steps are plied. Now in his youth they say 'tis true, He wore a uniform of blue, And hence he knows the outs and ins Of all his nieghbours' special sins, He knows the penalties and pains Hue those who graze their cows on lanes, And where the neighours sometimes fail, Regarding cows "Where hangs a tale." He knows the law does not allow, That on the road they graze a cow, So in a stictly legal sense, He writes and passes o'er his fence A notice that he will impound All cows that on the road are found, From when the month of June is past Till Gabriel sounds his stirring blast ; Ti 11 all tliis world of strife shall cease, And neighbours dwell in lasting peace.