i'm the first to leave
hiding my yawns
stifling my opinion on the bar's choice of music volume
i use the excuse that i should go home and check on the dogs
everyone left their dogs at our place
fenced backyard
my dog stands, staring at me
to anthropomorphize
her star pouted
i'm tired,
why did you leave me with all these young pups?
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