From the Adjutant, via email:
I love my master;
Thus I perfume myself with
This long-rotten squirrel.I lie belly-up
In the sunshine, happier than
You ever will beToday I sniffed
Many dog behinds-I celebrate
By kissing your face.I sound the alarm!
Paper boy-come to kill us all-
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!I sound the alarm!
Garbage man-come to kill us all-
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!I lift my leg and
Whiz on each bush. Hello, Spot-
Sniff this and weep
More to follow.
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