4.Henry Thomas
My cat dragged it
Through the door one fine morn
In its back ears hung
Forty pounds of feet and tongue
Ooh wee, my dear Henry
Dig the dog the cat dragged in
Ohh wee, my dear Henry
Dig the dog the cat dragged in
Can't fight, won't bite
Has bugs, eats rugs
Smells flowers, sleep hours
Growing like a dinosaur
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