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In tribute to My sweet TintinThanks to © Lilly (in memory of my sweet Tintin) |
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| My dog Tintin I remember my Tintin When I was a tiny baby my father brought me a little dog I was very small and couldn't speak He was a beautiful little white dog with a black ear He was a little ratter dog and surely the prettiest in the neighborhood He loved to run in the fields, you should have seen him! He was a great hunter, and he didn't give rats any quarter! Oh, I loved this little dog and he was my pride and joy. He pulled so hard on his leash, I could hardly hold him! Once on the banks of the Seine, he saved me from a filthy rat And chased him into the sewers, that's how! The rat bit him right on the tip of his nose So when we went to the field He'd dig and blow in the dirt for my amusement... And I can tell you I really loved him He was such a great little dog... |
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