And hates a visitor like sin?--
My puggy!

Who has a little temper of
His own, and sports a winter cough,
And thinks himself a mighty toff?--
My puggy!

Whose voice, disturbing midnight rest,
Do wily house-breakers detest,
And move to some less guarded nest?--
My puggy's!

Who does not, like a stupid cat,
'Gainst burglars' boots rub himself flat,--
Soliciting a felon's pat?--
My puggy!

And when the burglar's body's half
Inside the sash, with doggish laugh,
Who masticates his nearest calf?--
My puggy!

Who owns a phiz (which _I_ could hug),
That's called by stupid boys an ug-
ly sulky unattractive "mug?"--
My puggy!

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