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Please, God, if You should hear a scratch on Eden's Gate tonight,  A gentle whine, a muffled bark; have Peter take a light  And open up the Pearly Gates and call her Spirit in,  For I think she lived in Heaven once; please take her back again.      She may have been a mongrel, without a pedigree,  Yet she was noble, kind and good; I think You will agree: That she'll be very useful where the souls of children play.  She'll romp with them, and see; Dear God; they do not go astray.     Just tell her that we're sorry that we could not pat her head,  And whisper how we loved here 'ere her Spirit fled. I pray that when death beckons, and my soul surmounts life's fog, I'll rate a place in Heaven, Dear God, beside our dog...

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