They say a dog is man’s best friend,
Until he comes home again,
With a bone clenched ‘tween his jaw,
You freak and pry it from his maw.
“Not again,” you sigh and toss it back,
Upon an ever growing stack.
Is a dog man’s best friend,
Or the end?
They say a dog is man’s best friend,
Until he comes home again,
With a bone clenched ‘tween his jaw,
You freak and pry it from his maw.
“Not again,” you sigh and toss it back,
Upon an ever growing stack.
Is a dog man’s best friend,
Or the end?
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