PHIRE
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CATEGORY
just different
Waking up with a pain in his gut
He rolld over and scratched his butt
The Sun shined over green grass
He stepped outside for a piece trash
No morning chow placed in his bowl
The digging began for a bone of old
While sniffing around for a place to pee
Dog gone cat came down his pawtree…
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COMMENTS
after vision says: my poet, I am sure that he wonders what you are doing when you write |
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WarriorCarryingWater says: Dope! |
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