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my animated nose burger

Have you ever met an animated nose burger?
Wait. She might spell herself as bugger.
Anyway, I have one.
She wears a diamond tiara and puts on airs.
She makes me call her “your majesty”.
I had to buy her a furry robe.
It makes me sneeze, but she cares not.
She refuses to let me dig her out.
I am terrified of her assertiveness.
“Put that down!” she commands as I pick up a tissue
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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