Come! supper is ready; Come! boys and girls, now, For here is fresh milk From the good moolly cow. Have done with your fife, And your row de dow dow, And taste this sweet milk From the good moolly cow. Whoever is fretting Must clear up his brow, Or he'll have no milk From the good moolly cow. When children are hungry, O, who can tell how They love the fresh milk From the good moolly cow! So, when you meet moolly, Just say, with a bow, "Thank you for your milk, Mrs. Good Moolly Cow."
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