The German Shepherds
I don't have a dog
Doesn't mean I don't like a dog
A friend has two
And from the way he walks them through
The Alsatians strut along the street
Black and tan, they look so sweet
The German breeds are more than pets
They saunter along like a branch of cadets
Beautiful souls
Sure of their patrols
Never nervous
And prompt to calls for service
The German shepherds
Are very good shepherds
With impulses leading to quests
They checkmate uninvited guests
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