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Story 64: Arff, Arff
The shaggy dog‒certainly no dwarf,
Lives with his master upon a wharf.
Whenever hungry, he barks, "Arff, Arff."
Then fish is served him, which down he'll scarf
Up!
Yet not once has he thrown‒Up.
In other words‒barf!
