Personal Memories
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Doggie play at evening goes loud and stark
That naughtily, pug with its moaned voice bark;
Behind the door where the kids do remark
Oh coiled yarn and steak-bone are tossed, we hark !
With this canine mess, why is the room dark?
Laura Loo's Personal Memories Monorhyme
3/25/2016
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Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2016
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