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ramblings of a confused tree huger part two

It was  right before midnight
there was nothing better to do
but stare out the window 
and drink that rum coke
I called you twice
 but you never came home 
 I was wondering
 if those dog got a hold of  you
did you just slip away in the woods
or did the loggers get you
You showed up on my door step
 friendly and hungry
I rose to the occasion and
 gave you my soup
t he next day you where in my lap
making that funny noise,

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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