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At midnight
A hound by moonlight
Rolling on the ground
Happy hound
Alone with his bone
Lost but found
And all is all quite
Right all round
But brother
Here comes another
His sister
Will he resist her?
Not alone
Where a bone is there
But he will not fight
Not tonight
A hound learns
About taking turns
He is fair
And so they will share
Two hounds on the ground
Rolling round
+Steven Curtis Lance
In the photo, left to right: Bowser, my daughter Maria, Marisol, and me
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Ron
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