WHAT'S UP DOG?
You are the kind of dog that don't bite
The one the whites love to shoot on sight
The kind that want bite the hand that feed
What ever they want you to believe
You are the kind of dog quick to bark
The one the whites say not very smart
The kind that talk of killing his own
When ever they give a dog a bone.
You are the kind of dog that don't bite
The one the whites love to shoot on sight
The kind that want bite the hand that feed
What ever they want you to believe
You are the kind of dog quick to bark
The one the whites say not very smart
The kind that talk of killing his own
When ever they give a dog a bone.
E. L. Pleasant
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