This dog, he don't like no brushing, this dog
This dog, he don't like no brushing, this dog
This dog, he don't like no brushing, when he start to bark, well there ain't no hushing
This dog, good little puppy, this dog.
This dog, he won't play no fetching, this dog
This dog, he won't play no fetching, this dog
This dog, he won't play no fetching but Lord you know he is good at stretching
This dog, sweet honey-canine, this dog.
This dog, he loves to wrestle, this dog
This dog, he loves to wrestle, this dog
This dog, he loves to wrestle, he come when I call but not when I whistle
This dog, mutt to the bone, well this dog.
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Wednesday, February 01, 2012
This Dog
Labels:
blues song,
poetry,
song
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