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every dog my parents ever owned has bit my father.
chicago poetry. poetry for a people. poetry for a moment. poetry to satiate the need. poetry of an american outlaw. poetry for the best words in their best order. poetry by Jhon Baker
Thursday, March 10, 2011
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LOL!
ReplyDeleteHe must taste good.
ReplyDeleteYou just never disappoint, Jhon.
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Down doggy..
ReplyDeleteHAR!
ReplyDeleteHar!!!
ReplyDeletenice dots man
ReplyDeletePoetry for Android | Poetry <3
:-) Took me a moment to catch on here, Jhon, but I'm not as smart as I used to think I was.
ReplyDeletePearl
He needs to buy a more cowardly type of dog--maybe like those little pink ones that Paris Hilton carries around. Although in his case maybe they would nip. (Sigh.)
ReplyDeleteI really love your posts.
ReplyDeleteTHAT is AWESOME!!!
ReplyDeleteI missed this one from a few days ago, Jhon. It's priceless...
ReplyDeletesounds like a helluva guy ;)
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