
Tiny little dog hairs
You end up in my paint
In my water bucket and my brush
My art pieces you do taint

Teeny tiny dog hairs
Oh yes I must confide
When you wind up in my coffee
It’s this I can’t abide

Oh my dear sweet puppies
I love you, it is true,
But if this dog hair stuff continues
I’ll have to shave you.




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