The Livestock.

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Before the cross breeds on cows The new generation cows milking machines There lived and grown the little cows Different varieties, different colors Tamed well and perfectly beautiful Loyal to humans, their own masters Lovely to the women who cared them well Little they expected to survive in world Small intestines and contented in gracing They seldom attacked for a bargain Always loved the owner with so much good feels Different names called by the farmer Spots of white and red or varieties of color The skin was oily appeared and shined The beautiful calves surrounded the mother The milk sucking little ones so fascinating The cow dung, good milk, they gave Little quantities of milk sufficient to homes Now things changed and cows the milk making machines Where Live stocks are treated for monetary gains And plenty of milk that to be supplied The cows have no feeling at all The modern varieties the cross breeds all over.

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