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Robert Graves - Dead Cow FarmRobert Graves - Dead Cow Farm
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An ancient saga tells us how In the beginning the First Cow   (For nothing living yet had birth   But Elemental Cow on earth)   Began to lick cold stones and mud: Under her warm tongue flesh and blood   Blossomed, a miracle to believe:   And so was Adam born, and Eve.   Here now is chaos once again,   Primeval mud, cold stones and rain. Here flesh decays and blood drips red,   And the Cow’s dead, the old Cow’s dead.
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