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Isn't he dear little doggie! / I don't believe he could bite, / I love him a whole big armful, / And hug him with all my might.
He goes to bed just when I do, / Lies close to my feet all night, / He licks my face in the morning, / To wake me up when it's light.
And when he asks for his breakfast, / His dear little tail just wags, / We both love each other dearly, / I'll tell you his name-it's Rags.