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Crippled Stride

I came down to make brunch, Early on In the afternoon. I cracked the eggs And lit the stove, My dog limped up beside me. A three legged beast of Enormous size Humbled by The lack of limbs. I fried the bacon, But threw no scraps, Though I was her support.
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Written by
emmettthegreat
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Apr 25, 2016
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Inspired by "old bones" by Misha Collins.

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#hurt#sympathy#eat#dog#walk#breakfast#pet#limp#puppy#cripple
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