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| Brown eyed puppy, Black as night, With ears like spikes up right, And fur of fluff, Do you want to walk, Down the street to take a look and peek, Move those paws down the street, Make those nails, File so weak, So as if we walk, Or if its night, Please, don�t squack or make a fight, Walk me straight and keep it slow, Don�t break my back, For which you know, It�s weak and old. So puppy as you stand, Show your teeth so sharp like spears, Put a paw out and smile, And then walk down the Isle, Be free and sure, You�ll get home safe. |
| 2001 copyrighted By Angel Wings |
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