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We loved you Pumpkin pie And you Bahzie boy My bridge to the Equine kingdom Mitten, you made My wife like cats Begins a tragedy of three A tale of other kitties Stanley wandered too far A tragedy of traffic Babad not as far… Both waited for us No one wants to die alone But still, we’ve been blessed Goldie, I’m glad You loved me Little dog with A heart too big Thank you, Sue For trusting us with Trudy What a lucky man I am To garner such love and trust And of course, biggie guy, He who once was named Hunter: Gunther. (Inset sadness here) Chessy taught responsibility With insulin shots at 6 & 6 Tristan y Isolde (Stanley and Zolda) Operatic lives lived As comedy/tragedy And, et-hem; yes Even you, Ms. Berry Past denizens Of Chateau Flobo Let’s not not leave out The current cohorts: Free spirit, wild child Lucky Ducky Biggie boy found you You adopted us Ms. Black-in-the-box Moved herself in And Fred—well, Fred is just being Fred They all found us Not the other way around From a big family, We’ve loved/love a big family
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 7:24 PM UTC
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We loved you Pumpkin pie And you Bahzie boy My bridge to the Equine kingdom Mitten, you made My wife like cats Begins a tragedy of three A tale of other kitties Stanley wandered too far A tragedy of traffic Babad not as far… Both waited for us No one wants to die alone But still, we’ve been blessed Goldie, I’m glad You loved me Little dog with A heart too big Thank you, Sue For trusting us with Trudy What a lucky man I am To garner such love and trust And of course, biggie guy, He who once was named Hunter: Gunther. (Inset sadness here) Chessy taught responsibility With insulin shots at 6 & 6 Tristan y Isolde (Stanley and Zolda) Operatic lives lived As comedy/tragedy And, et-hem; yes Even you, Ms. Berry Past denizens Of Chateau Flobo Let’s not not leave out The current cohorts: Free spirit, wild child Lucky Ducky Biggie boy found you You adopted us Ms. Black-in-the-box Moved herself in And Fred—well, Fred is just being Fred They all found us Not the other way around From a big family, We’ve loved/love a big family
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 7:24 PM UTC
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