Why Poopie? Sonnet (SamSpadeSlater)

@Za thanks for the idea. please enjoy

In the park, fluffies gather in sunshine.
Red, blue, yellow, purple and green so fine!
But there in the dark the poopie brown swine
No Skettie or grass, its poop he shall dine
His brothers they play, hug have a great time!
Looking like rainbows, life is so sublime.
O’er here he is licking poopie place grime,
Because being born brown is such a crime.
To be a red fluffy like a flower,
Or purple toughie, to feel such power!
Life as a kaleidoscope would not sour.
Better than now, a life that is so dour.
Blue Smartie comes, turns, and lifts up his tail.
A mouthful of shit, your life is such fail.

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Now I’m imagining a litter pal that actually likes their ‘job’.

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Call this fluffy Tommy Pearl.

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Shakespeare would’ve loved fluffies.

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Throws them randomly in Macbeth… Titus would be even more bloody.

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Fluffy-pie. Yuck!!

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bravo!

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Now I want to see Shakespeare performed by fluffies.

Oh man i have an idea…

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