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A Dog In The House
A Dog in the House
By Elton Camp
Visitors know he’s there when they enter the door
For there’s a rank odor that they’ve smelled before
It’s one that only a fanatical dog lover could please
A powerful mixture of dog food, urine and feces
The next thing that hapless visitors won’t believe
Those small, brown, jumping insects on their sleeve
Then there is Fido himself, on the couch making a bed
“Please come in and have a seat,” the dog owner said
After pushing aside a dirty blanket, they sit down
But the wonderful Fido soon comes looking around
The filthy varmint gives an unexpected jump
Right into the horrified visitor’s lap, kerplunk
The visitor screams and tries to push Fido away
“He wants to give you a kiss,” the owner will say
The visitors remember the need to be somewhere
And that they have but a few minutes to get there
But reminders of precious Fido they don’t lack
His hairs on their clothes, both front and back
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