My puppy died late last fall. He's still rotting in the hall. My mom said his life was through, then she threw him in the stew.
2007-02-24 04:59:28 · 8 answers · asked by Anonymous in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
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good poem?
2007-02-24 05:03:00 · answer #1 · answered by Laurel Creekian¿ 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
They never come, when you call.
They are no, fun at all.
Dead puppies aren't. Much. Fun.
2007-02-24 13:02:13 · answer #2 · answered by dmlk2 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I hope she put a lot of extra salt and pepper.
2007-02-24 13:02:12 · answer #3 · answered by Mr Ed 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Right, and every day you have to take them for a drag.
2007-02-24 13:16:31 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
That's nice. Now please place your arms in this straight jacket and take your medication. Be a good boy now.
2007-02-24 13:04:59 · answer #5 · answered by Ayesha 4 · 0⤊ 0⤋
What the hell is wrong with you?
2007-02-24 13:07:01 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
um alright then... good for you! eat up!
2007-02-24 13:04:49 · answer #7 · answered by ♥michele♥ 7 · 0⤊ 0⤋
You are sick man.
2007-02-24 13:01:44 · answer #8 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋