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This poem is about my french bulldog Betty who woke me up barking at the waste bin in my kitchen at 3 in the morning just because a bit of paper was sticking out the lid she is as crazy as a box of frogs
French bulldog Betty
French bulldog Betty
I patrol the borders of my property I take my job seriously as head of security
If you see me watching you and think I look like fun just cross my border then you better run
The postman tried it once he should have known better crying out as he ran I have to post a letter
Then there was a man I think his name was mike I chased him away so fast he left behind his bike
Then the police came that was such a laugh
He dropped his radio as I chased him up the path
The garden came one day not knowing I was about left behind his gardening tool as I chased him out
Now my humans have had to keep a log of the injuries caused by me Betty the French bulldog
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