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(6/26/2013 12:31:00 PM)
THE DOLLAR DOG
by John Ciardi
I had a dollar dog named Spot.
He wasn’t much, but he was a lot
Of kinds of dog, plus a few parts flea,
Seven parts yapper, and seventy-three
Or seventy-four parts this-and-that.
The only thing he wasn’t was cat.
He was collie-terrier-spaniel-hound
And everything else they have at the pound.
Yes, some might call him a mongrel, but
To me he was a thoroughbred, pedigreed mutt.
A middle-sized nothing, or slightly smaller,
But a lot of kinds to get for a dollar.
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