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this morning's dog poem: Irish Setter

Irish Setter Used to be glossy or matte, woman's lip color, a man's tie, the holiday the wine unbricked the church into a chimney from ash to ash. Get a bird when the sound goes off the chase of the strong drink is the perking the conversation tries to get close to Sedona. Show dog of eloquence, the black forest cake is grand prize in a kitchen of heaven the ears hang on promise and comfort til the winning the picture a child made lasts as long as a year served sweet.

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