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Mum and The Dog Show
The house is neglected, the beds are unmade
The windows are hazy, the curtains are frayed
Books and pictures are scattered around
The larder is empty, no food to be found
.......................Mums gone to the dog show
There's dust in the corners, the pictures are wry
There' holes in our socks, the laundry's piled high
The porch needs sweeping, the chairs put in place
The weeds in the garden are growing a pace
.........................Mum's gone to the dog show
But we care not a whit, if she brings home the bacon
For we have a champion in the makin'
We'll make our own beds and do pots and pans
We'll laugh at the dust, and eat out of cans
So Mum can go ....................TO THE DOG SHOW
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