Sunday, 26 February 2017

Buddy's New Purpose

Buddy Smooth, dear Buddy Smooth
After the death of his dog
Had nothing to do or to soothe
And nothing to the moor, to slog
There's was more to do now everyday
Though what Buddy wasn't sure
His mother said "Get a job, get pay,
There's nothing no more to slog to the moor"

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