Oh yonder catch that flash of black mellow
Brown eyed trot of running crescendo
Catch the stick when thrown afar
then mark the yard you Labrador!
A big shaggy coat of burnt sienna
light as feather and fast as weather
Nips at strangers but plays together
Say Hello you golden retriever!
Behold Watson of those spots
From Scottish yard with lanky trot
can sniff a micron of games delight
From ten mile away with his sight!
Ahoy great poodle curls delight
Get all the fine girls into a fright
with funky boots of euro flair
and all that time to do you hair!
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