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When Pugs Cry

Dig if you will a hole Of you and I engaged in a kiss The dirt on your nose tickles me Can you help me Can you dig a hole Dream if you can a backyard A field of yellow in bloom Pugs strike curious poses They feel the pressure The pressure of a doodie in tow How can you just leave me squatting Alone in a backyard that's so cold…so cold! Maybe I'm just shedding Maybe I'm just like my father, too old Maybe you're just like my cousin He's always outside…he's always outside! Why do we doodie on each other This is what it sounds like When pugs cry Rub if you will my stomach Feel how my dinner trembles inside You've got my legs spread eagle Don't make me bite you Even pugs have pride How can you just leave me squatting Alone in a backyard that's so cold…so cold! Maybe I'm just shedding Maybe I'm just like my father, too old Maybe you're just like my cousin He's always outside…he's always outside! Why do we doodie on each other This is what it sounds like When pugs cry Ooh, ooh, ooh, baby! This is what it sounds like When pugs cry

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