The biscuit tin fell to the floor
There are no biscuits anymore
The dogs were there in record time
And ate all those biscuits of mine
I bought some more the following day
And hid those tasty things away
Yet when I went to have a treat
Both the dogs were at my feet
And though I tried so secretly
To keep those biscuits just for me
The soulful eyes that looked my way
Made me give my treats away
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