My Bean Dog
bunen hund
i called
vukta ute for the wings
so spicy
so meaty
they called to her
from stove top to stomach
they were screaming with sauce
only few left
so convoluted and lonely
EAT ME EAT ME
but bunen never came
i guess the wings would have
the same effect
as real bunen would when she eats them
o bother
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