He’s been sleeping most of the time lately, but he just
opened one eye and mumbled this:
My name it is
Nathaniel
And I look quite like
a spaniel
Since my ears hang
down like ribbons to my chest
If they’d only called
me Willy
I would look a lot
less silly
And I’m sure you can
imagine all the rest
Back to sleep now, MJ. Maybe the Barefoot Breton Contessa will come
and tell you a story one of these nights.
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