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Sunday, January 30, 2022

The song of a well-mannered dog

I am a simple HOUND DOG
Of the noble BEAGLE race; 
Most delighted, sir, to greet you, 
To meet you in this place; 
So pray, sir, let us parley,
We are friends, sir, be my guest; 
But ere we have our parting, 
I have a small request. 

O may I sniff your bum, sir, 
May I sniff your bum? 
O the tincture of your sphincter 
Smells oh so very yum; 
With your anal glands inviting
Could my joy be ever done? 
So may I sniff your bum, sir, 
May I sniff your bum? 

Such a fine and floral fragrance 
Is the bouquet of your wee, 
That if I could have a snuffle, 
It would mean so much to me; 
I would savour such a favour,
In your perfume rich and true - 
And fair is fair, to share is care, 
I'd let you do it too. 

So may I sniff your bum, sir, 
May I sniff your bum? 
O the tincture of your sphincter 
Smells oh so very yum; 
With your anal glands inviting
Could my joy be ever done? 
So may I sniff your bum, sir, 
May I sniff your bum? 





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