The Dead Dog Song
That retriever had a beaver
That would never go dry
She'd fetch my pipe and slippers
And then unzip my fly.
Why did that dog have to die?
Drink it down, down, down, down,
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|Created||:||2003 August 24|
|Modified||:||2003 September 15; 2004 March 4; October 26; 2005 November 11; 2006 January 28: 2010 February 24|
|Author||:||Jeff "Little Head" Hutchinson|
|:||Hutchinson dot Jeff at gmail dot com|