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Transformation
 by: Leroy Jackson
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Transformation - Dog getting a bath

Auntie Ellen found her poodle—
Mercy! Goodness sake!—
Playing with the mully-wumps
Down along the lake.

And when she called him tenderly
He didn’t want to come;
It took her over half an hour
To get the rascal home.

She washed him well with shaving-soap,
Pumice stone and lye,
She showered him and she scoured him
And she hung him up to dry.

And now he sits there quite serene,
The sweetest poodle ever seen.