Mailman Is Punked By Pups
We will share lunch with you the puppies offered, running in a bunch.
The mailman was offended. You dogs who chase me would eat my lunch?
What is it? Asked the skinniest mutt, she was more particular than others.
It is something on a plate! The boys yelled out, all together four brothers.
If I share my lunch, will you stop chasing me, please?
The mailman asked this with intent, that was ruined with a sneeze.
Sure! The pups said as he split his lunch and gave them half.
Food gone. Chase was on. Mailman’s wife rolled her eyes and laughed.
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