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Little Pink Piggy

Just A little pink piggy plush with squeaker inside but for two little doggies she's quite a prize She doesn't really squeak anymore more like a whispering squeal the dogs adore For when they bite down on her middle she softly squeals like playing a fiddle If Kublai has her in his grasp with joy Genghis hovers over waiting to steal the toy Dozens of dozens of little toys litter the floor but the little pink piggy is their prize of war They snatch her from each other all day stealing the little pink piggy is how they play At night if Genghis sleeps with her under his paw in the morning Kublai has her locked in his jaw All the other animals from elephant to mouse sit lonely through out the house So I bought another little plush piggy color red the dogs both ignore him it was still pinky instead I squeaked little red piggy he was really loud with dogs jumping for him wanting him now Little Pink Piggy rest from all their play Little Red Piggy is the new toy of the day

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