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My man loved a dog named Buddy;
Who on my face, bit me.
He still thought that Buddy was a dog devoted to his master;
But, that dog was quite a disaster.
For, he bit every owner he ever had;
Even my man's awnry step-dad.
I once loved him because I needed a pet;
Not having one made me lonely and upset.
I thought he would be good for giving me exercsise;
For, decreasing my paranoid size.
He freaking took me for walks;
Every person who ran into him had a face that needed to be caulked.
For, he bit every person's face;
The sins of this dog, no one can erase.
After he bit me, animal control was called by my man;
Because, of me, he is protective every chance he can.
Animal control put him in a muzzle;
That evil dog was quite a puzzle.
For, he struggled out of his protective gear;
From humans, that dog had no fear.
Animal control put that evil dog to sleep;
And for his soul, absolutely no one weeps.
I was the last person, by that dog, who was bitten;
For, my man, with me, is very much smitten.
May that evil dog in his after-life no longer be fighting;
For every person in his world, he was biting!
He was taken away from this world before a lawsuit was filed;
From a parent who had his child's face defiled.
I hope this evil dog rests in peace;
Luckily for every one, he is deceased.
For, he was a dog who was purely evil;
In his life, he caused so much terrible upheavel.
May you go to doggy hell, the pet named "Buddy",
For you have a soul that is really cruddy!