’tis a story of Baxter,
a dog
who awoke one morning
in a valley of fog
accompanied by
a tiny frog
sitting nearby on a log
croaking
let’s go to town
cause this ain’t where
we can chug a beer
nor see so clear
what may appear
in a sky
should we venture that far
from the next bar
we encounter
should we find one soon
perhaps entertain some folks
I’ll howl, you croak
cause that’s how it sounds
when them folk karaoke
after one too many shots
start looking round for
something hot
to take out in the parking lot
to satisfy
even ones with just one eye
which reminds me of
you Baxter, you mutt
but you do have a nice butt
so let’s split this scene.
And butts are all the rage now… 😊
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Sad, butt true ☺
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😁
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Aww!❤️❤️
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🌻☺ Thank you!
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There is some truth in Baxter’s story….but, you did make me giggle 😊
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Updated.. giggling is good!
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Yep! Super good!
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