The Bone Identity
A K9, with nose to the ground,
Found a bone, where no bone should be found.
"This mission's a bust!"
He thought, filled with disgust,
"My treat's in that bone, profound!"
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Copyright © Bernard F. Asuncion | Year Posted 2025
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