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I whined in the morning,
When the walkies was begun
And I whined in the garden,
And the car, and the park
And I whined at the cows,
And I whined at the staff
At Fircombe Hall,
I had a bath.
Whine, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Hound of the Whine, said she...
When the walkies was begun
And I whined in the garden,
And the car, and the park
And I whined at the cows,
And I whined at the staff
At Fircombe Hall,
I had a bath.
Whine, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Hound of the Whine, said she...
And I'll whinge at you, wherever you may be,
And I'll whine all night in the house, said she!
I whined for Rice Krispies,
& hot buttered toast
But Donnie wouldn’t whine,
So he didn’t get a crust
I whined for the Postie,
Hermes & Amazon
They ran away from me,
& the Whine went on!
And I'll whine all night in the house, said she!
I whined for Rice Krispies,
& hot buttered toast
But Donnie wouldn’t whine,
So he didn’t get a crust
I whined for the Postie,
Hermes & Amazon
They ran away from me,
& the Whine went on!
Whine, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Hound of the Whine, said she,
And I'll whine all day, wherever you may be,
And I'll whine all day, while you work, said she.
I danced on the table
And I pretended to be lame;
I know how,
To play the Long Game
I am the Hound of the Whine, said she,
And I'll whine all day, wherever you may be,
And I'll whine all day, while you work, said she.
I danced on the table
And I pretended to be lame;
I know how,
To play the Long Game
They hacked at my claws,
And they made me cry
And they scrubbed my teefs,
And I don’t know why
Whine, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Hound of the Whine, said she,
And I'll whine at you, wherever you may be,
And I'll whine at you all the time, said she.
And they made me cry
And they scrubbed my teefs,
And I don’t know why
Whine, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Hound of the Whine, said she,
And I'll whine at you, wherever you may be,
And I'll whine at you all the time, said she.
I whined on a Thursday,
When the Chip Van came
But it’s hard to whine,
With the coat upon on your frame
They gave me a sausage
And I swallowed it in one,
But I am the Whine,
And I still go on!
Whine then whenever you may be,
I am the Hound of The Whine said she...
When the Chip Van came
But it’s hard to whine,
With the coat upon on your frame
They gave me a sausage
And I swallowed it in one,
But I am the Whine,
And I still go on!
Whine then whenever you may be,
I am the Hound of The Whine said she...
And I’ll whinge and whine,
Wherever food may be
I am the Hound of the Whine said she.
They washed my bed
And they cleaned my fleece;
I am a hound
That likes a bit of peace;
I'll lick my thighs
And I’ll drink your tea
I am the Hound
Of the Whine, said she.
Wherever food may be
I am the Hound of the Whine said she.
They washed my bed
And they cleaned my fleece;
I am a hound
That likes a bit of peace;
I'll lick my thighs
And I’ll drink your tea
I am the Hound
Of the Whine, said she.
