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When Your Cavalier King Charles Spaniel Passes Away
When a Cavalier dies,
There are no more bulgy eyes,
No more biscuits on the mat,
Or barking at the neighbours cat,
No fluffy ears, no funny grunts,
There are no more rabbit hunts.
Until one day you walk along,
And then you see another one,
And what you must do becomes clear,
It's time for another Cavalier.