The Missing Bone

My dog has dug a great, big hole;

he wants to hide his bone.

His tail is wagging happily —

he thinks that he’s alone.

I see him drop his bone inside;

he thinks it won’t be found.

But I intend to take that bone

when Spotty’s not around.

Soon Spot will dig the garden up

just looking for his treat.

He’ll dig and search and search and dig

which really will be neat!

Cause my mom has some work for me

and there will be no pardon.

She said this coming Saturday —

I have to dig the garden!

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