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If you lost a pet here is where you write poems for them.
Pumpkin
Gone but not forgotten,
Her fur the color of Fall leaves,
She pounced on a pumpkin and rolled over,
ate with me and slept with me,
She went out one day never to return,
For she gave a meaning to the saying 'currioseity Killed the cat.'
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Fiver rocks!
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