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THE DOG.
The dog can jump and play,And make a deal of fun;
I bid him walk away;
I bid him hither run:
When told, away he goes,
When call'd, returns with glee;
But why, he never knows,
He cannot think like me.
The dog can make a noise;
When angry he will bark;
He barks his song of joys,
When happy as a lark;
Will run away with speed,
A friendly dog to see;
But cannot spell, and read,
And write in books like me.
When angry he will bark;
He barks his song of joys,
When happy as a lark;
Will run away with speed,
A friendly dog to see;
But cannot spell, and read,
And write in books like me.
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The dog can drive the sheep,
By barking on the way;
And watch at home can keep,
When fast asleep we lay;
Yet knows not what is right,
Nor what is wrong knows he;
He could not make a kite,
Or spin a top like me.
By barking on the way;
And watch at home can keep,
When fast asleep we lay;
Yet knows not what is right,
Nor what is wrong knows he;
He could not make a kite,
Or spin a top like me.
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