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Mar 2014
Its time to write about dogs
with embedded decency
to walk away when you take a drunk **** in the backyard.

We don't have the same embedded decency.
A dog ***** in the park
with no where to look
except for its watchful owner,
who cant figure out why it's weird to watch his dawtson take a ****.

I had a friend in grade school tell me
if you stared at a dog while it ****
and crossed your pointer fingers over each other and pulled,
the **** would explode inside the dog
and it would die.

And I tried.
Written by
weinburglar  Boulder, CO
(Boulder, CO)   
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