Aylee
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ORIGINAL: dcnovice I admit I make up songs about a dead dog. I felt such hunger I felt so poor I had no entrée for my guests Now all that yapping out there is gone Dinner is served, that dog is done With the potatoes, that I grew Living off land is what I do Came to my yard to take a pee Now that dumb mutt is feeding me That dog is done That dog is done Now he's doggone He won't be coming back That dog is done It all went swell, we stuffed our face And everyone just loved the taste I told the guests what we all ate They smiled and laughed, and said it was great There was applause, I made a toast Said there is now a low cost roast Everyone said they'd go and get Down to the pound for a new pet That dog is done That dog is done You know where he's gone He won't be making crap That dog is done That's why we wok what comes our way The Lord provides just what we need, now Where is that cat I saw today? I got my fam-ly to feed I sprinkle rib bones in the yard And they come in from wide and far They think I'm always, oh so nice That's because I can never harm mice That dog is done That dog is done You know where he's gone He won't be coming back That dog is done
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Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam I don’t always wgah’nagl fhtagn. But when I do, I ph’nglui mglw’nafh R’lyeh.
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