Bernard O'Dowd - The Cow lyrics

This is a rune I ravelled in the still, Arrogant stare of an Australian cow-- "These prankt intruders of the hornless brow, Puffed up with strange illusions of their sk** To fence, to milk, to fatten and to k**, Once worshipped me with temple, rite and vow, Crowned me with stars, and bade rapt millions bow Before what abject guess they called my will! Today this flunkey of my midden, Man, Throws child-oblations in my milking-byre, Stifles in slums to spare me lordly fields, Flatters with spotless consorts my desire, And for a pail of cream his birthright yields, As once in Egypt, Hellas, Ind, Iran!"