My Cori-O
There is a rodeo and
there are cheerios,
my dog is a corgi-o.
He is always wanting
something and I say,
o what do you
want now, so I let him out.
He will be outside
and he barks to come
back in, I say o Murphy
make up your mind.
He will paw me
once again I say
listen here you
little o corgi
stop being o so pushy.
wrote 7-1-07
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