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Beanie My Beagle and His Eggnog

Just a tiny bit more seasoned eggnog, my Beanie my beagle begged. A teetotaler I had originally thought, but now not aptly pegged. I gave Beanie a teeny slurp or two, but it was not enough. He gave me a persistent bark, it sounded hoarse and rough. I was startled at his insistence of another sip or two. So I kind of outdid myself pouring a bunch in his dog bowl of blue Now his tongue is out, and he is in no shape for a party. But he is snoring, sleeping soundly, all hale, happy and hearty.

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