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Created on: August 25, 2009 Last Updated: August 26, 2009
This dog is smelly
Has fleas on his belly
Will bite at your hand
Won't come on demand
This dog is lazy
And probably crazy
Eats bugs in the air
Gets knots in his hair
This dog is mine
And I think he's fine
He may be a fool
But that just makes him cool
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