THE OLD IRISH COW.

Lake Wakatip Mail, Volume I, Issue 51, 24 October 1863, Page 2 (Supplement)

THE OLD IRISH COW.

I had a cow—my Drimindhu— When Pat and I were joined together ; And I may say that for a day She scarce was ever off the tether. Och ! wirrastru! my Drimindhu, Your glossy coat all did admire ; My shining sloe, your like I know Will never stand in shed or byre. But just about last Holland-tide, Our Pat he rose one frosty morn; And wirrastru ! my Drimindhu! He sold and purchased a u short-horn." And when the " short-horn" calved at May, Of corn and "cake" she got a skinful— But may I never sin if she Gave at a milking half a tinful. Och wirrastru ! my Drimindhu! You needed neither "cake nor corn, On just dry hay three times a day, You gave a canful night and morn. Says Pat to me, " Och, gramachree, Her 4 pedigree' shows dukes in dozens; ' The Royal Dane,' and • Lady Jane,' And «The Sultan,' too, are all her cousins." Och! wirrastrii! my Drimindhu ! Such nonsense puts me past my patience; My darlin' cow, I miss you now, Although you had no grand relations. —Belfast Northern Whig.