Alarmed at the sound
It was a baying hound
Running in the yard
It was breathing hard
Chasing a bird in a hat
Can you imagine that
I suppressed a giggle
As I saw the bird wiggle
Its way under the fence
The hound had no chance
The bird did a dance
The hound drooped low
I laughed at the show
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