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Some people love frontier justice
But then all they can do is miss
They run out of ammo
Bad guys hit them Blam-Oh!
So they must put on a poultice.

Louise was a dog with black fur
She loved to run network fiber
Lash it to her tail
She'd pull without fail
For each run I would reward her.

My good doggie loved to whine
When she wasn't given our time
She wanted a sratch
On her white chest patch
Eventually I said fine.

My fiancée makes apple crisp
And not just when we have a tryst
Better than apple pie
Makes me a lucky guy
I won't fade away to a wisp.

(Anna was watching a Netflix series on people growing marijuana in Humbolt County.)

Joe passed time in Humbolt County
Of weed he grew quite a bounty
Thieves came for his crop
And he made them drop
On police he could not account-y

There once was a dog with a flaw
Who e'er kept a brew in her paw
She was not a witch
Just a basic bitch
Her favorite drink was White Claw