The quarrelsome Dogs.
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Old Tray and rough Growler are having a fight,
So let us get out of their way;
They snarl, and they growl, and they bark, and they bite!
Oh dear, what a terrible fray!
Why, what foolish fellows? Now, is it not hard
They can’t live together in quiet?
There’s plenty of room for them both in the yard,
And always a plenty of diet.
But who ever said to old Growler and Tray,
It was naughty to quarrel and fight?
They think ’tis as pretty to fight as to play;
Nor know they the wrong from the right.
But when little children, who know it is wrong,
Are angrily fighting away,
A great deal more blame unto them must belong,
Than to quarrelsome Growler and Tray.