Bulldog's Sniffer Is Gold
A bulldog was having a day so fine
The weather was scrumptious simply divine!
The pony came upwind, scared him to death.
He must have fallen into load of meth.
Bulldog’s eyes watered, he thought he might cry.
Cat and bunny wandered rapidly by.
Bunny was hopping, and giving him flash
Of a cute tail, her name was McNash.
Cat, mean as the day is lively and smart.
He smelled her butt, a tiny feline fart.
The hen clucked by, with her six baby chicks.
He fell down laughing, at her lively mix.
The pony was ageless, the hen was old.
All of this, he knew. His sniffer was gold.
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