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Then Punky, quite rash, at the pup made a dash,
But the pup stood his ground very bold.
And Punky then stopped so quick that he dropped
And over and over he rolled.

Then the pup with a bark started in for a lark
But Punky thought he meant to fight,
And he ran up a tree just as fast as could be
And he stayed there until it was night.

Punky Dunk has made up with the gay spotted pup
And with Baby they play every day.
Don't you think, little friends, that this little tale ends
In the very best kind of way?