Christmas songs
"Presents" echoed the cow in a mournful lowing. "But I, what could I give him? I have nothing for a king. Four hooves and a tail, too old for the milk pail. I have nothing, except my supper – such as it is." With a low, tremulous voice, the cow began to sing. I have no clover buds, no dandelion... Sign in to see full entry.