Ah, Pinky Moo Moo
Went the way of so many of your toys,
Chewed with their stomach contents ripped out
But he was your first
With his happy little face
And squeaky tummy
And somewhere, in the drawer of many lost things
We still have that squeaker
So he is still with us
So to squeak
Image copyright ©RMC September 2018
Poor Pinky Moo Moo!
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😥😪😫
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Love the last line!
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Thank you 😁
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You’re welcome!
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