JIM AND HIS DOG LICK

JIM SITS WITH HIS NEW 
DOG LICK SHE SITS AT JIMS 
FEET WATCHING HIS WIFE EAT
JIM SAYS LICK DOESN'T MIND 

BEING SECOND SHE'S 
USE TO IT FROM HER OLD 
OWNERS EVERY MOVE JIM 
MAKES LICK MAKES WAGGING
 
HER JET BLACK TAIL JIM GOT 
HER AFTER HIS DOG DIED HE 
ENJOYS ALL THE LICKS FROM 
HIS NEW DOG SIT LICK STAY 

LICK FINALLY JIM PICKS UP 
HIS GUITAR JUMP LICK JUMP 
LICK JUMPS HIGH LICK JUMPS 
LOW HOW LOW CAN LICK GO
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