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hound_at_pound

Poem for Dog-Catchers

Eric Bies


There once was a hound at the pound.
They’d found it on top of a mound.
The mound was so round,
And so was the hound,
That at first they impounded the mound.

There once was a mound at the hound.
They’d found it on top of a pound.
The mound was so mound,
And so was the round,
That at first they imhounded the pound.

There once was a pound at the mound.
They’d found it on top of a hound.
The pound was so mound,
And so was the mound,
That at first they imrounded the hound.

There once was a hound at the pound.
They’d found it on top of a mound.
The hound was so pound,
And so was the mound,
That at first they immounded the round.

There once was a round at the hound.
They’d found it on top of a mound.
The mound was so hound,
And so was the pound,
That at first they immounded the mound.

There once was a mound at the round.
They’d found it on top of a hound.
The pound was so mound,
And so was the hound,
That at first they impounded the mound.

There once was a mound at the mound.
They’d found it on top of a round.
The hound was so pound,
And so was the mound,
That at first they imhounded the pound.

There once was a pound at the mound.
They’d found it on top of a mound.
The round was so hound,
And so was the pound,
That at first they immounded the hound.



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