One day when grandma was making some pies,

She wished to give Tommy a pleasant surprise;

So she made a puppy-dog out of some dough,

And baked it, and marked it, and named it Bruno.

This wonderful dog could stand on its feet,

Its body was chubby, and cunning and neat,

Its little dough-head was spotted with black,

And its little dough-tail curled over its back.

“How good grandma was to make that for me!”

And he played with the puppy-dog day after day,

Till its head and its tail were both worn away.