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Feb 2014
there was a little hound he just love to chase
running after foxes he would set the pace
jumping over fences all along the field
till he caught his fox then the foxes fate was sealed
one day he was hunting he came across a hole
a little fox was stuck inside. the poor little soul
hound he had a heart and some sympathy
decided he would help and set the fellow free
hound he dug away all around the hole
digging very fast like a little mole
now the fox was free hound had saved the day
he made friends with fox and they began to play
hound he changed his mind his hunting days had gone
now they would stay friends from this moment on
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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