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The Drunk Bulldog Pooped

he was a good boy
with a room full
of dog toys
and he sweated profusely
and he lived magically
but he pooped
he stooped
his rear end was gooped
he pooped
and I picked it up
and the neighbors
threw up
the stool
was for a fool
3 feet long
a story long
he pooped
but I  love him
so much
Written by KevinRottweiler
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