The Weiner
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One day cat ran off with my pork wiener,
now, usually I am no whiner;
and I love my cat divine,
always in my heart will twine;
but, gosh darn, there was no wiener finer!
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February 21, 2023 (repost)
Poetry/Limerick/The Weiner
Copyright Protected, ID 1526-946-21
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