TEENAGE PUP
 
Way back when I was a boy.
growing up,
We had this teenage pup.
In the prime of his life
when he should have hung tough,
He ran the other way
when the going got rough.

Instead of chasing a rabbit.
the rabbit chased him.
Our hopes of him being a hunting dog
became mighty slim.

I don`t know why dad kept him around.
He was another mouth to feed
on our ground.
Except for the fact, our dad loved us so.
He wouldn`t tell us, ''That dog has to go.''

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