conjuring a puppy
lickety split whickety way
I think I’ll make a puppy today
Some fur, big paws and lots of love
stir this cauldron with a giant glove
expectations are everything
he’ll leap from this pot with a ring-a-ling
slurpy slippy slimy slippy suppy
where are you, my sweet loyal puppy?
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