Where Is He

Where could he have gone
the door was still locked
Spot Spot
he always comes when i call his name
hes always been so affectinate
his food not touched
hes usually waiting at the door
but all i found
was a half eaten tin of Spot remover
on the kitchen floor
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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