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Premium Member Sweet Little Something

Where did it go? I know it was there.  A sweet little something up under the chair.
Its a quarter after and Mom said I'm late, the bus it's a coming I mustn't be late.
Oh please little something come out from your space, stop hiding and playing all over the place.

I looked in the closet and under the chair, I looked in the covers but it wasn't there!
I checked in my Mom's room behind the old trunk and then checked the guest room and under the bunk.

My Mom called for breakfast, I ran down the stairs and to my surprise who did I see there? A sweet
little something from under the chair.  She sat oh so nicely in a nook by the stove while all the while
licking the milk from her nose.

My bus it is honking its time I must go, but I'll see you later today don't you know.  I'll brush you and
pet you and kiss you and then will simply start playing all over again.

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