LITTLE BORDER - ©1997
His head it nods
from side to side
His twinkling eyes
are open wide
As up at you he’ll
sit and stare
Wondering what
you’ve got there
His little beard,
his bushy brows
A love within you
is aroused
Like most dogs he
can do no wrong
When he fills your
heart with song
His wiry coat, his
wagging tail
The holes he digs
to no avail
He struts along
without a care
As he is a BORDER
TERRIER
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