by Herbert Asquith
My dog's so furry I've not seen
His face for years and years:
His face for years and years:
His eyes are burried out of sight,
I only guess his ears
I only guess his ears
When people ask me for his breed
I do not know or care:
I do not know or care:
He has the beauty of them all
Hidden beneath his hair.
Hidden beneath his hair.
Bracelet here, dog hair not included.
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