do not call wolfie dummy

oh me oh my oh man oh me
shrieking in pain was the dog Wolfie
he was not used to feeling bad you see
I think I need a band-aide on my knee!

In twenty minutes we saw him, and he looked like mummy
How many bandages did you use up, dummy?
Wolfie bit me in my side when I questioned him.
If we were not out of bandages, I would use one I told Jim.
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