My dog, Fred

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I have a dog.

His name is Fred.

He won’t play fetch.

He won’t play dead.

He won’t shake hands

or sit or stay

or bark or beg

or run and play.

 

He won’t roll over,

shake or crawl.

In fact, he won’t

do tricks at all.

 

When folks ask why

I tell them that’s

because my dog

was raised by cats.

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