Dog Hair In My Omelets
Dog hair in my omelets.
Dog hair in my sleeve.
Dog hair in my carpets.
I can barely breathe.
Dog hair in my hamburger.
Dog hair floating in the air in every way.
We are eating globs of dog hair
Loving this big galoot more every single day.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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