The dogs keep barking
Perhaps they feel cold
The dogs keep barking
Perhaps they feel hot
The dogs keep barking
Hungary they might be
The dogs keep barking
Thirsty they could be
The dogs keep barking
Bored they might be
And so make their fun
The goats too have vice
Growling and monopoly
Imagine you taming such vice
Then you'd be calling for a bite
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