"Why do I freeze out of doors while you sleep on a rug?"
Inquired the bobtail mongrel of the fat, sleek pug.
"I have run of the house, and you the run of a chain,"
The pug replied, "because you serve, while I entertain."
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BRAVO!
r these yours? very good.
The poet was Ignacius Kracisky, I uh mentioned him.
yes you did...on the original entry re: what you had been recently reading....my bad....didn't realise the posts following were all his work.
oops. either way. very nice.
....thus the name...Mitzzee...(ditzzee mitzzee...i'm really not tho....no i know)
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