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Our Crummie is a dainty cow Scotch Song	A
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On that first Saturday in May	B
When Lords and Ladies great and grand	C
Repair to see what each R A	D
Has done since last they sought the Strand	C
In red brown yellow green or blue	E
In short what's called the private view	E
Amongst the guests the deuce knows how	F
She got in there without a row	G
There came a large and vulgar dame	H
With arms deep red and face the same	H
Showing in temper not a Saint	I
No one could guess for why she came	H
Unless perchance to scour the Paint	I
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From wall to wall she forced her way	B
Elbowed Lord Durham poked Lord Grey	B
Stamped Stafford's toes to make him move	J
And Devonshire's Duke received a shove	K
The great Lord Chancellor felt her nudge	L
She made the Vice his Honor budge	L
And gave a pinch to Park the judge	L
As for the ladies in this stir	M
The highest rank gave way to her	M
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From number one and number two	E
She searched the pictures through and through	E
On benches stood to inspect the high ones	N
And squatted down to see the shy ones	N
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And as she went from part to part	O
A deeper red each cheek became	H
Her very eyes lit up in flame	H
That made each looker on exclaim	H
Really an ardent love of art	O
Alas amidst her inquisition	P
Fate brought her to a sad condition	P
She might have run against Lord Milton	P
And still have stared at deeds in oil	Q
But ah her picture joy to spoil	Q
She came full butt on Mr Hilton	P
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The Keeper mute with staring eyes	R
Like a lay figure for surprise	R
At last this stammered out How now	F
Woman where woman is your ticket	S
That ought to have let you through our wicket	S
Says woman Where is David's Cow	F
Said Mr H with expedition	P
There's no Cow in the Exhibition	P
No Cow but here her tongue in verity	T
Set off with steam and rail celerity	T
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No Cow there ain't no Cow then the more's the shame and pity	T
Hang you and the R A 's and all the Hanging Committee	T
No Cow but hold your tongue for you needn't talk to me	T
You can't talk up the Cow you can't to where it ought to be	T
I haven't seen a picture high or low or anyhow	F
Or in any of the rooms to be compared with David's Cow	F
You may talk of your Landseers and of your Coopers and your Wards	U
Why hanging is too good for them and yet here they are on cords	U
They're only fit for window frames and shutters and street doors	V
David will paint 'em any day at Red Lions or Blue Boars	V
Why Morland was a fool to him at a little pig or sow	V
It's really hard it ain't hung up I could cry about the Cow	V
But I know well what it is and why they're jealous of David's fame	H
But to vent it on the Cow poor thing is a cruelty and a shame	H
Do you think it might hang by and by if you cannot hang it now	V
David has made a party up to come and see his Cow	V
If it only hung three days a week for an example to the learners	V
Why can't it hang up turn about with that picture of Mr Turner's	V
Or do you think from Mr Etty you need apprehend a row	G
If now and then you cut him down to hang up David's Cow	V
I can't think where their tastes have been to not have such a creature	M
Although I say that should not say it was prettier than nature	M
It must be hung and shall be hung for Mr H I vow	V
I daren't take home the catalogue unless it's got the Cow	V
As we only want it to be seen I should not so much care	W
If it was only round the stone man's neck a coming up the stair	W
Or down there in the marble room where all the figures stand	C
Where one of them three Graces might just hold it in her hand	C
Or maybe Baily's Charity the favor would allow	V
It would really be a charity to hang up David's Cow	V
We haven't nowhere else to go if you don't hang it here	X
The Water Color place allows no oilman to appear	Y
And the British Gallery sticks to Dutch Teniers and Gerard Douw	C
And the Suffolk Gallery will not do it's not a Suffolk Cow	V
I wish you'd seen him painting her he hardly took his meals	V
Till she was painted on the board correct from head to heels	V
His heart and soul was in his Cow and almost made him shabby	T
He hardly whipped the boys at all or helped to nurse the babby	T
And when he had her all complete and painted over red	C
He got so grand I really thought him going off his head	C
Now hang it Mr Hilton do just hang it anyhow	V
Poor David he will hang himself unless you hang his Cow	V
And if it's inconvenient and drawn too big by half	Z
David shan't send next year except a very little calf	Z

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