"What can i do
to find myself
a new chew toy?
Whisper it to me,
please.
I'll do whatever it takes
to fill the empty box
you pulled it out of."
With head hung low,
and a sad face on,
Freud whimpered.
He always looks the same so nobody really knows what he wants.
I feel for you doggy.
I really do.
Hahay...
Soon.
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