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7 . FIRST DOG FRIEND He was just a bit of a doggie t With clear bright eyes of brown Tired of his life's dull routine Tired of the narrow town. So he ran away one morning Out into the country wide , And there he ever afterwards In freedom did reside. When he was scarcely one year old He went to public school, But was dismissed in one short hour 1 For breaking every rule. So instead he studied tactics 0f war, and rules of fight And he grew a famous warrior The bravest could not slight. - Full many a proud opponent . He sent to hasty flight )' And foes whene'er he walked Abroad l Kept wisely out of sight. i' But though he was a warrior ) He was a geologist too, And many were the specimens deep hid He brought to View. , So when upon his travels _ It always was his mode To wander through the fields and woods ) By some unknown road. I