
This is a tweak of a limerick I first published almost five years ago. I thought I’d re-air it.
Mr Sweet, who made canine cuisine,
Got sucked into the mincine machine,
He was chopped up and ground,
Then deliciously browned,
And once cooked, turned the dog food bright green.

Oh my, poor Mr. Sweet!
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There’s kinda a pattern here, don’t you think? 🤣
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You have us all feeling for poor Mr Sweet!
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I feel for the poor old dogs! 🤣
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Yummmmm, extra protein!
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Heehee
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