A PUPPY'S DREAM
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I'm only a Pekinese puppy, And I'd much rather be a Great Dane. Huge body and voice Would, of course, be my choice If only they'd make me again.
I'm called "Ickle-teeny-wee-tweetie M — Oh, I wish I could give them a fright! But, alas, I'm so "ickle" They say I just tickle When I'm trying my hardest to bite.
If I'm out on ray lead for an airing, Other dogs never scare me a jot; But, "Go away!" Missus cries— Though its only my size That stops me from fighting the lot.
And the sight of my mince in a saucer Merely adds to my sadness and pain. What tons I would eat — Bones, biscuits, and meat— If only I'd been a Great Dane. "CHRISTOPHER ROBIN" (13).: Masterton. J*
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Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 116, 12 November 1938, Page 20
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133A PUPPY'S DREAM Evening Post, Volume CXXVI, Issue 116, 12 November 1938, Page 20
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