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There was a little fluffy dog that peed upon a tree
Where many other canine friends also did relieve
Little did they stop to think what their passing wizzings do
They turn one half from pleasant pink
To irridesent blue
Submitted by Rob, the poet.
Posted by vincent at July 19, 2005 06:54 PM
Is it okay to worry about him? I mean, just a little ?
Posted by: dan at July 19, 2005 11:54 PM
I worry 'bout him all the time... but what you might be missing is that I'm just as goofy and whimsical as he is ~
;-)
Posted by: Susan at July 20, 2005 07:21 AM