tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590457662412508233.post7543841660428186782..comments2023-11-03T03:49:08.187-05:00Comments on Where Poetry Goes to Die: I don't really have to pee.W.B. Picklesworthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03187309512838841997noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590457662412508233.post-84210511577625690132009-07-09T22:10:19.380-05:002009-07-09T22:10:19.380-05:00you've been watching my dog, haven't you?you've been watching my dog, haven't you?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590457662412508233.post-12247700481310351482009-06-30T08:33:31.877-05:002009-06-30T08:33:31.877-05:00I just might do that. For the time being, though,...I just might do that. For the time being, though, we just let the owners have their puppy back.W.B. Picklesworthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03187309512838841997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5590457662412508233.post-80575042163101700252009-06-28T01:43:19.893-05:002009-06-28T01:43:19.893-05:00get a cat.get a cat.Ginohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606046924332159076noreply@blogger.com