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Oh how I love my dancing feet! They stay together - oh so neat. And when I want to walk a line, They all stay together and do double time. I count them up, ten times or more, And race on-off, across the floor.
It's voice is like a burp, Will swallow with a slurp, You'll never hear it chirp. Kiss it with a wince, Might turn into a prince
What's the red stuff between elephant's toes?
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
What scientists might call your pooch.
I go in hard come out soft. Blow me hard and I’ll make a pop.