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Spot the Dog A man's best friend, A playful little fluff whose Love knew no ends. A wild and crazy pal, His paws dug trenches in the yard And his saliva carved deep canals. An excitable little pest, He once bit my mother, but I still thought he was the best. A conniving pain in the *** He always too extra care to make Sure the carpet stained of grass. A real sack of **** He died the way he lived. He choked on his spit. Good riddance. I'm getting a cat.
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Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
Eulogy for my Dog
Spot the Dog A man's best friend, A playful little fluff whose Love knew no ends. A wild and crazy pal, His paws dug trenches in the yard And his saliva carved deep canals. An excitable little pest, He once bit my mother, but I still thought he was the best. A conniving pain in the *** He always too extra care to make Sure the carpet stained of grass. A real sack of **** He died the way he lived. He choked on his spit. Good riddance. I'm getting a cat.
kyle-land
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Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
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