my shitzu is bullied by
my bulldog and so it went away
and found its home under
the billiard tables of players
who throw him food after a winning
and so there my shitzu stayed and
when it sees me as i pass by it simply
waggles its tail
looks at me for a while and goes back
to its home
under those billiard tables.
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