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Throw some scraps to patchy strays For every dog will have his day Bite the hand that scratches ears Tickles tummy,  dabs at tears Pats a ****  receives a nip I never rubbed your nose in **** Lift a leg for all to see The edges of your territory Whimper as we scratch our itches Even males can act like ******* Ears lay back as hackles rise Wither under angry eyes Throaty growl with curling lip Saliva on incisor tip Mangy curs will cry and whine Till you get yours and I get mine Mongrels simper, yap, and bray And every dog will have his day
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
Every Dog Will Have His Day
Throw some scraps to patchy strays For every dog will have his day Bite the hand that scratches ears Tickles tummy,  dabs at tears Pats a ****  receives a nip I never rubbed your nose in **** Lift a leg for all to see The edges of your territory Whimper as we scratch our itches Even males can act like ******* Ears lay back as hackles rise Wither under angry eyes Throaty growl with curling lip Saliva on incisor tip Mangy curs will cry and whine Till you get yours and I get mine Mongrels simper, yap, and bray And every dog will have his day
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 1:27 PM UTC
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