Foddershock - All The Dogs
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All the dogs have gone to bed With dreams of cats and bones A little boy to pet their head And a front porch of their own A poplar stick to run and fetch A narrow creek to jump A river rat to chase and catch And a masters leg to hump But what they get just aint no fun Midnight trigger click Baby James has found a gun Now who will throw the stick? All the dogs have gathered round In a hung head lonely daze One by one in the hallowed ground They scratch and sniff the graves As midnight comes, they find the one The one they so adored Here lies James, our youngest son He was only four They bark and howl, they whine and lick They search their mountain home For one last lonely poplar stick To lay upon his stone