Smile Dog Rhym
Everyone knows of his picture and the blood covered glove.
Sometimes he's in my yard, frisbee located firmly in his jaw.
He'd run all over th neiborhood. He doesn't care who saw.
We'd play fetch, frisbee, tag, and even tug-a-war.
The rope barely in my grasp. We'd play 'til the rope tore.
He'd always win, giving me a smirk to celebrate his victory.
Other times we'd hunt and he'd celebrate by making the victims death gory.
Oh how I love to play with him. He's like the pet I never had.
Sure, he haunts your dreams and has that cruel smile. That ain't so bad.
Yes, he acts like a pup, but has sharp teeth and a brain in his head.
If you don't spread the word of this he'll see you tonight. You'll end up dead!
Come on Smile Dog. Let'sgo play fetch.
I'll throw it far. GO LONG AND CATCH!!!!
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