When life seems one too many for you,

Go and look at a Cow.

When the futures black and the outlooks blue,

Go and look at a Cow.

For she does nothing but eat her food,

and sleep in the meadows entirely nood,

Refusing to fret or worry or brood,

Because she doesn’t know how.


Whenever you’re feeling bothered or sore,

Go and look at a Cow,

When everything else is a fearful bore,

Go and look at a Cow.

Observe her gentle and placid air,

Her nonchalance and savoir faire,

Her absolute freedom from every care,

Her imperturbable brow.


So when you’re at the end of your wits,

Go and look at a Cow

Or when your nerves are frayed to bits,

And wrinkles furrow your brow;

She’ll merely Moo in her gentle way,

Switching her rudder as if to say:

“Bother tomorrow! Let’s Live today!

Take the advice of a cow!”


The Old Farmer’s Almanac

– 1936 –

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