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I Used To Be a Sausage Dog

I used to be a sausage dog the floor was very close I used to sniff it quite a lot I’d sniff it with my nose and every time I did a poo they’d pick it how gross they’d carry in a bag but why on Earth who knows Humans think they're really clever but I don't think it's true I mean why the Hell would you collect other peoples poo! Leave my poo alone you wally it's not a gift for you, I think they collect it because it's not something they do!!

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