Ma says no, it`s too much care An` it will scatter germs an` hair, An` it`s a nuisance through and through. An` barks when you don`t want it to; An` carries dirt from off the street, An` tracks the carpets with its feet. But it`s a sign he`s growin` up When he is longin` for a pup. Most every night he comes to me An` climbs a-straddle of my knee An` starts to fondle me an` pet, Then asks me if I`ve found one yet. An` ma says: "Now don`t tell him yes; You know they make an awful mess." An` starts their faults to catalogue. But every boy should have a dog. An` some night when he comes to me, Deep in my pocket there will be The pup he`s hungry to possess Or else I sadly miss my guess. For I remember all the joy A dog meant to a little boy Who loved it in the long ago, The joy that`s now his right to know.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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