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I'm just a little Maori flea
(I must be , Im all brown)
I live my life on this hairy thing
The humans call a hound
I wander up and down his spine
Visiting all my bros
We have a feed and this just seems
To get right up his nose
With a growl and a bark he gets to his feet
And he really is quite gruff
But that ain't going to work my friend
Cause were too bloody tough
Just when he thinks he's found his mark
I move on down the road
And visit cousin Georgey
Who lives down by his toes
Now you'd think that dog would have some brains
But he's not all that bright
He tries to catch us all day long
And half the bleedin night
When morning comes one bloodshot eye
Slowly takes a peek
To see if he can catch that flea
Lurking by his feet
With a healthy kick I disappear
Within his shaggy mane
Right now's the start of another day
The start of another game
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