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Apr 2017
I go to bed at night. I lay my little head in my bed.
I start to dream the day away.
Bacon in the morning, oh what a smell.
The red ball I chase down the hall under the table it goes.
Then out doors are my greatest thing. The neighbors cat is my target.
Around the house and through the follows I go.
Up the tree, the cat does run.(one of these days she will be mine).
Then it's suppertime for me a stake bone might be nice.
Then to the bathroom I go. Water in the tub is just for me.
A rubber duck I find is great.
Then it's to bed I go.Oh, what a dream.
This is my puppy dream and it is GRRRReat!!!
Written by
Harold r hunt sr  63/M/union sc
(63/M/union sc)   
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