Talking To Dogs

From the other room
I can hear my guy saying...
I am tired, don’t feel good today…
(shh…He talking to the dogs’...lol..)
I feel like someone beat me with a stick, 
I ask--did you say stick—?
You feel like you got beat with a stick?
“Yes” he replies,
oh that is good—
…I had to ask...
Cause it sounded like-
You said you got Beat with a ____!!!

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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