Dr. Dave Ores

When I was 20 I complained to my grandfather about a girl
& he said when he was my age
He complained about my grandmother to her mother
That he was a good catch & she was stubborn
So her mother said let me tell you a story
When I was a little girl in shtetl
There was a butcher
& every day he would throw out the bones
& the dogs would come
So every day there is one bone that is the best bone
& the dog that gets the best bone is not the nicest dog
That's how my daughter got you



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Writer(s): Franz Alexander Nicolay
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