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RE: A Lawn Chair Poem - Day 734: 5 Minute Freewrite: Thursday - Prompt: red tongue - Haste
Aw. That reads like it's about a doggie in the past. Poor doggie.
Aw. That reads like it's about a doggie in the past. Poor doggie.
I have been fortunate in that, that awful scenario has never befallen me. Still I know how I would feel if it did.