He had drifted in among us as a straw drifts with the tide,
He was just a wand'ring mongrel from the weary world outside;
He was not aristocratic, being mostly ribs and hair,
With a hint of spaniel parents and a touch of native bear.
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first things first im gonna say all the words inside my im tired upand fired in my bed oh oooooooo things inside my head oh oooooooo
Appallingly badly read. Banjo would be turning in his grave to hear such a terrible rendition .
how can the person give the beef bone to the dog he's dead