This is a nod to the Elizabethan poets.

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I like a handsome hound for sport,

But a pretty pup's my treasure;

The hound will stretch and not be caught,

My pup will stretch with pleasure.

 

The hound will bare his teeth at me

If I should dare to scold him;

My pup will bare his soul to me

When I reach out and hold him.

 

Proud before my bed at night,

The handsome hound ignores me;

My pup waits till I dim the light

Then lies down and adores me.

 

I like a handsome hound for fun,

But a pretty pup's my treasure;

The hound will take his chance to run,

My pup will take his pleasure.

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