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My dog is such a cat, you know. Plays laser tag; meows for show!    She’s arf and arf it seems. She plays with tangled skeins of yearns, For hours and hours, and then she turns    To wander through my dreams. I know they say that pets become Their owners’ déjà vu’s--in sum,    Immeasurably similar. So which is which, Did my left brain twitch?    Is the dog her man’s exhibitor? And scientists will disagree About the causal origins.    So be it. Ask **** and Jane. Ask Spot, and then    Just simply a-b see it! Meowff!!
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
My Dog
My dog is such a cat, you know. Plays laser tag; meows for show!    She’s arf and arf it seems. She plays with tangled skeins of yearns, For hours and hours, and then she turns    To wander through my dreams. I know they say that pets become Their owners’ déjà vu’s--in sum,    Immeasurably similar. So which is which, Did my left brain twitch?    Is the dog her man’s exhibitor? And scientists will disagree About the causal origins.    So be it. Ask **** and Jane. Ask Spot, and then    Just simply a-b see it! Meowff!!
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Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 3:08 PM UTC
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