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My Good Old Dog

In the eighties I was a star at tennis
When I beat my coach he became a menace
He was so mad he instantly turned red
He busted his racket right over my head
This man was vengeful like an angry bear
I thought it was over but things didn't end there
He came to my house to do something cruel
But he hadn't considered my big pit bull
Duke sank into his balls and wouldn't let go
He begged me to get him off but I said no
I told him maybe if he'd never  bother me again
He then gave up and said that I win
For the next little while his nuts were really sore
Poor coach, because of Duke there'll be babies no more.


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