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Monday, 3 January 2011

DAY THREE

Oscar, Oscar, Oscar, poor dog never listens, I feel sorry for him cause he's his own worst enemy, but when he looks at you with those big eyes you forget the crazy stuff he's got up too.


Power of the Dog
There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.(Rudyard Kipling)

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