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Apr 2014
To my dog
I think you have something to say
The many times you've run away
Forcing me to chase you
Have really ticked me off

Every time we take you to the river
And let you swim on your own
You kick and claw
And try to escape

But when you take off running
And come home hours later
You're soaking wet
Like you've had your own little pool party
Written by
Megan Harrington  Chelsea
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