Toby

We had a dog called Toby,
a mongrel for us kids.
‘Here-Boy’, they named him.
Toby’, I’d insist.

Well, anyway, a neighbour
showed up at our door
and held a bag in which his cat
wasn’t breathing any more

and Toby got the blame for it.
The neighbour was a creep.
So Toby had to go away
and they put my friend to sleep.

Then we heard it wasn’t him
who killed the neighbour’s pet.
The others wept for ‘Here-Boy’,
but it’s Toby, don’t forget.

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