Benny Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz Happily trotting along the field, With the wind flapping my ears, Carefully pounding my paws with each step, All at age 9 years. They thought I wouldn't last this far, They thought I would be gone, But I feel as well as can be, I'm proving them wrong. The sheep in the field on the left, The woods trailing into the right, The beautiful sunshine to my front, And the birds flying with such height. I can just imagine being a bird, Having not a doubt, Being all independent up there, Having a beak not a snout. But I'm quite happy as a dog, Children tickling my tummy, Getting chicken every meal, I could basically be sucking on a dummy.
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