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Gees Bee Dogs

I was cold, had a father far too old Couldn't make it to the place he'd like to be In a tree trunk in the park, he was living in the dark Keeping other dogs

cold, had a father far too old, couldn't make it to the place he'd like to be. In a tree-trunk in the park, he was living in the dark, keeping other dogs

cold, had a father far too old, couldn't make it to the place he'd like to be. In a tree-trunk in the park, he was living in the dark, keeping other dogs