You call me a dog.
But you don't give me any meat.

You hear me bark at night.
You close the windows and fall asleep.

I'm not a great big growler...
And my bite is more a lick than not.
My friends bet me a dollar...
That they would hear me holler,
When you locked me out!

You call me a dog.
But you don't give me any meat.

You hear me bark at night.
You close the windows and fall asleep.

I'm not a great big growler...
And my bite is more a lick than not.
My friends bet me a dollar...
That they would hear me holler,
When you locked me out!

Goodbye!
'No more nipples will I lick! '

Goodbye!
'No more feelings I am whipped! '

Goodbye!
'I admit you drove me crazy,
And I'll miss the 'benefits'
The hound in me is stalking you...
And I have to resist! '

Goodbye!

(Repeated Like Fresh Buds On Old Trees)

Goodbye!

(Repeated Like Fresh Buds On Old Trees)

Goodbye!

Lawrence S. Pertillar

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