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Ode to my Poopy (Ode) by Samantha

Everyday my poopy meets me at my feet her tail wagging to my musics beat When no one else will listen you are there you aren't ashamed to be my poopy, anywhere On sunny, windy or rainy days and when your scared and all alone you wont mind sharing your ice cream cone. You are the best Poopy a girl can have with red nails, and dark brown eyes so adorable when at my feet you live. Your my poopy and that day i do not seek there will never be a sweeter Poopy at my side. for everytime you were there when i cried The memories of your silliness will make me laugh even after the days you pass There is one Poopy, and one Poopy ever. untill the end of time, and forever.

ShaNoN+960317485 24-Nov-03/6:22 AM
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