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For the E By the S By the E - Nursery Rhyme
First heard the call when three. Pet store said come and see and mommy did agree, every child should have a puppy. Wanted to get you all the toys, while blue still ok for boys, even got us perking and tilting to that noise. Just before the pounce — the poise. Made a promise to care for you, to teach tricks and every clue in our own nickelodeon blue. No tics or fleas thanks shampoo and from under the couch — your favorite chew. Your doctor is called a vet for the shots you have to get. They know the best for a pet and in time after you have met, you’ll be all set. Got to train you to potty, all dogs start out with just squatty, but boy dogs learn to pee like they’re doing karate. Check the floors and don’t step the parts spotty. Can’t hold it for the first six months — so you’re not naughty. But soon, after the years go by, chasing the winter hare and summer fly, they say like by sevens my years will have you why slower but still to try. You’ll never grow up — just old, stuck on two for fifteen behold one hundred and five candles blown cold. Wag your tail all the way to Heaven and told don’t need a soul — just a part of God’s mercy to hold. 04.11.21
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