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Our Dog
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Our dog is a lovely dog
And I really love him,
I do.
He’s not very bright
And he can’t do tricks.
There’s no point at all
In throwing him sticks.
He just flops on his back,
With his paws in the air.
He will not stand up,
He just lies there,
And grins
To show he doesn’t care.
That he can’t do tricks,
Or fetch back sticks.
Oh, but I love him,
I do.
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