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Whines and groans of melancholy Knock on my door Upon opening the blockade The guest looked very eager A small, furry stuffed animal sits Eyes fixed on my complexion When I smile, the doll imitates When I brush my hand on the doll's fur A tongue reveals and kisses my cheek As I walk down the corridor The fluffy rascal tails right behind My eyes dart towards a toy And the puppy snags it thereafter With its brown precious eyes gleaming It's impossible to resist the innocent tug I take the plushy victim And fling it across the room The puppy witnesses the ~Plop~ And immediately dashes Sprinting in the ten second race Like a boomerang The furry speed demon returns With the plush trapped between its dull jaws All I can remark is... "Good Boy!"
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC
Oh little puppy
Whines and groans of melancholy Knock on my door Upon opening the blockade The guest looked very eager A small, furry stuffed animal sits Eyes fixed on my complexion When I smile, the doll imitates When I brush my hand on the doll's fur A tongue reveals and kisses my cheek As I walk down the corridor The fluffy rascal tails right behind My eyes dart towards a toy And the puppy snags it thereafter With its brown precious eyes gleaming It's impossible to resist the innocent tug I take the plushy victim And fling it across the room The puppy witnesses the ~Plop~ And immediately dashes Sprinting in the ten second race Like a boomerang The furry speed demon returns With the plush trapped between its dull jaws All I can remark is... "Good Boy!"
My dog is a year old and it still has its Puppy Days... -M&M
michael-mitchell
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May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 7:59 PM UTC
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