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When dinner is ready I can hear him walking If I get a plate he’ll come after me, stalking Enters the room, then stares and sniffs Bit on some clothing he knows isn’t his But still I will miss you when I get home Or if you’ve been good boy, there won’t be a bone Cause the room will be empty just like your dog bed And I hope that you know that you were the best pet
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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 7:59 PM UTC
Best Friend For Eternity
When dinner is ready I can hear him walking If I get a plate he’ll come after me, stalking Enters the room, then stares and sniffs Bit on some clothing he knows isn’t his But still I will miss you when I get home Or if you’ve been good boy, there won’t be a bone Cause the room will be empty just like your dog bed And I hope that you know that you were the best pet
My dog is ill and will perish soon. I love you Rocky
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Jan 11, 2021
Jan 11, 2021 at 7:59 PM UTC
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