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[sid] => 104752
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Good Girl
[time] => 2005-08-31 04:05:41
[hometext] => This poem is basically about being used, and being below the person you're with.
[bodytext] => I pound on the door. "Notice me! I'm standing tall, sitting pretty!" Begging for attention, much like any small animal. And, that's how I feel. Less then. Animal. I do a trick, then wait for the praise, which so quickly passes. "And she knows how to play dead, too!" Because she is dead. Yeah, but no I'm not. Not if you say otherwise. I sit up, with my arms out lovely. Pat my head, and tell me I'm good girl. Like a faithful old doggy, I'll always come back wagging my tail. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 201 [topic] => 25 [informant] => eleventoedsloth [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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