He hid the head
Under the bed
Not letting known
Of being a crimson clown
He sat wagging his tail
Without any fail
He jumped up and took away another head
This time I followed him and he led
To the hide out under the bed
I saw three fish heads stacked
Knowing I found out, he wagged
My dog, saving his meal
With his expression he ain't making a deal
On the floor he made me kneel
To check the food
That he hid for good
My boy
With his fish head toy

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