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OH ME, OH MY I

on August 14, 2020

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I’ve looked and looked

Just everywhere

But I cannot find my shoe.

It couldn’t be in the bathroom,

I wouldn’t put it there.

Could it be . . .

Oh puppy! Pup!

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