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How much is that dogie in the window? I ask the lady that worked at the pound.
He's forty-nine dollars and fifty cents,and full of worms that's why his tummy's so round.
So, I bought the pup all black and white, took him home and gave him a shower.
Fed him cornbread to settle his freshly wormed belly, and buttermilk to give him some power.
The name Cornbread soon stuck to this wonderful pup, he grew larger and larger each day.
He topped out at an amazing ninety pounds, big and scary, at least some folks would say.
He hunted groundhog and coon and protected our family from anyone that dare invade.
He watched patiently while I jogged horses, and made sure I came back unscathed.
He followed me undaunted, while I performed all my farming chores.
Cornbread was in the house when I was inside, and just as happy when he was out doors.
We dressed him as a bride groom, and won the dog show on the fourth of July.
He wore a top hat on his big ole head, and around his neck a bow tie.
His tuxedo pattern and white paws, and glistening black coat,
There will never be another Cornbread, and that is all she wrote.




I know that all of you understand how it feels to lose a beloved pet. Cornbread will be missed very much. But, his time was up and he was miserable. Now, he is very much at peace and no more pain.
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