This is the story of Lucky D.,
And all he's done for our fam-i-ly,
We picked him out o'er all the rest,
Because we knew he was the best!

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Luck-y, Luck-y Dyer!
The tough-est and most feared...

A little white dog with big brown spots,
But wild e-nough to tie you in knots,
He sure is small, but I'll tell you what,
You'd better not mess with this ol' mutt!

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Luck-y, Luck-y Dy-er!
The tough-est and most feared...

Lucky is known as a J-R-T,
A breed un-known by the A-K-C,
His mom was sweet, his dad a skunk,
But Lucky D.'s no stinkin' punk!

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Luck-y, Luck-y Dy-er!
The tough-est and most feared...

Lucky went to school, got his Ph.D.,
How he did is still a mys-ter-y,
When he de-ployed his se-cret wea-pon,
Everybody did some fancy steppin'!

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Luck-y, Luck-y Dy-er!
The tough-est and most feared...

Went on a walk the oth-er night,
Never expect-ed such a nasty fight,
That big black hound was just the dregs,
Ran away, his tail between his legs!

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Luck-y, Luck-y Dy-er!
The toughest and most feared...

Went to the Doc to get cured of strep,
Things got cra-zy after the prep,
The needle went in and began to smart,
And Lucky D. just had to fart!

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Luck-y, Luck-y Dy-er!
Mean as a junk-yard dog...

 

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