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outside Steven sits on his swing set wondering wondering he calls to his dog Juicer but he doesn't answer only the wind in the old pepper tree makes a requiem of filth for that filthy dog dog But isn't dog mans best fiend?
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Jun 7, 2010
Jun 7, 2010 at 10:34 AM UTC
Juicer
outside Steven sits on his swing set wondering wondering he calls to his dog Juicer but he doesn't answer only the wind in the old pepper tree makes a requiem of filth for that filthy dog dog But isn't dog mans best fiend?
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Jun 7, 2010
Jun 7, 2010 at 10:34 AM UTC
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