He’s goofy, but he’s mine.
He’s black and he’s furry
And his tail is kinda curly
His bark will wake ya early–
That’s my dog.
His tongue is wet and pink,
His breath sure does stink,
He’ll eat your supper in a blink,
That’s my dog.
When the burglars come to call
He makes himself real small
Hides in the closet down the hall…
My dog.
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