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Spike

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Spike

Reminds me of the song “Arkansas Dog” by Pinkard & Bowden.

Oh, Arkansas Dog,
Won’t someone pick you up?
Oh, Arkansas Dog,
Poor little pup.

Across the field I thought I saw,
A dog who walked from Arkansas.
His feet were raw, his eyes were red,
With porcupine quills stuck in his head.

Won’t someone kindly take this pup,
And feed him lots of bread;
And if the quills don’t pull out quick,
Just drive ’em in his head.

Oh, Arkansas Dog,
Won’t someone pick you up?
Oh, Arkansas Dog,
Poor little pup.

[Image found here. Lyrics from memory.]

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