I know a magical land
Where dogs are treated
Better than people
In this magical land
Dogs have their own bedrooms
And guests sleep in the raw basement
In this magical land
Dogs eat from the table
People have their salad rationed
In this magical land
Dogs run through the forest right into the lake
People sit in the raw basement listening to Moose Radio
In this magical land
Dogs are hugged and called pet names
And people hear the word “supper” shouted
from the carpet into the raw basement
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