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Grandpa's dog was an ugly sort
With big white spots
and a limp to port

But boy he liked to chase them cows
When Grandpa's work was done at night
Old Tug would bring the cows home, What a sight
Grandpa on a mule, he held dear
In his right hand a cool old beer
like a poem Tug would fetch them out
of cool green woods While Grandpa shouts, his wedding song
So loud it'd wake the dead
And My Granny would yell
"HUSH Now, Old Fred!
You're confusing old Tug whose gone back for more
And now our nieghbors fence is on the floor!"

With timbers split as Tug moves home
Steers that belong to another one.

Yep Grandpa got in trouble true
Because old Tug was sure fired to
Bring home any stock
both near and far
To Grandpa's cabin
And it caused a war

That even today
I have nieghbors who tell me true
My Heifers are theirs and So I'm blue

But Grandpa's happy and pours on the ground
At Tugs old grave
A happy beer,
for an old dog
that gave him many a cheer.

( Hello everyone, I'm Tea, My husband and I raise sheep and goats- DON"T TELL ANYONE! But we want to get into cattle.)
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