Triton the Corgi-Chihuahua
Wore out his squeaky sneaker finally
No one thought it would happen
Since he was such a small dog
But I had a hunch, a feeling
Because I knew those squeaker sneakers
Like all the other sneaky squeaky toys
Start to lose their shiny, silly squeak
After a month, or even a week
Because I remember Sadie and Lexi
The Labs of my old best friend
Who squeaked their toys to no end
So I, too, had worn out my time with them
So, I, too, would probably have to
Be disposed of in the garbage
Or maybe they kept the old toys in a shelf
For the sake of reminiscing
I doubt their memory of me would be that lucky
Because Lexi was the cream-colored,
And Sadie was the brown beast
I was not the least bit surprised
When Triton's toy had worn out
And I, too, had outlasted my time
With the Labs and their younger owner
To leave us both loners yet again
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