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Dog Years

Man, it’s been four long dog years! Forlorn doggone tears of toil and trouble It’s a flee collar fact, this feels like forty years of Sirius jaw smack: Loss leader of the pack has got a Cujo shifty, barf shuffle Spit pissing constant doggie poo puff bubbles It’s bad to the bone, contentious err Listening to those vulgar [s]wag tales, has pup aged my schnauzer soul ten-fold That’s howl long it’s been, four dog-eared years! All of them dog whistle tweets, mutter sounds belch indiscreet Vomit noise spilt in the streets, by deputy dawgs on gag delete: A Pluto soundbyte loop repeat Those pilfer pooches was gon be the Scooby-Doo death of me But I didn’t wanna wait-see Woe, man! It’s been four long dog years, of carny bark not subtle Every wrinkled nose ballot spoke, grey stubble Too many me were simply dog tired Of seeing Lady Tramp Liberty lip muffled Her trashed democracy hope getting Lassie tear-tossed in the rubble I truly dream-fear those rabid dog years (four centuries of snarl jeers) will runt-of-the-litter reappear 11-30-20

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Date: 12/6/2020 6:23:00 AM
Reappear they will...Forlorn doggone tears will flow...I must admit...the way of the world is full of surprises ...probably will never understand it... A very creative way to describe the pain and disappointment...let's see what the future holds...
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Date: 12/1/2020 1:50:00 AM
Now i wonder what the next four years will be? ~~
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