SPLENDID DOGS

by rolliwrites

Had a wife. Lost her. Got another one. Lost that one, too.

Got a dog. A black dog with white spots. Splendid dog. Got a second splendid dog with black spots. Walked them around and around the block. Got a new blue jacket with lots of buttons. Splendid buttons. Every night walk around and around the block with my splendid dogs and splendid coat with the twelve buttons.

Am I happier than the other lone men, with their splendid dogs, and dozen-button jackets?

Well, I’ve never asked them. If they’re happy or not.

Tinsel! Tinsel! Crumb!

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