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The Dog

Little doggy With dashed hopes or dreams come true Heaven is a host of new smells on a walk A sausage or piece of steak Being spotted when you want to play And your toy being thrown The treat cupboard door being opened Getting snuggled up with a blanket Being asked if you'd like to dance The song having your name in Settling on the sofa on a comfy knee Hell is someone putting on shoes When it doesn't mean walkies Being told you are not allowed on the bed Getting dog food in your dish Running after a cat that doesn't run away Knowing you weed on the curtain And waiting to be found out A fun trip out that ends in a bath Claw clipping day Little doggy With dashed hopes or dreams come true I hope we get the balance right for you

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