Leaving On A Jet Plane

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This old gal…

All her bags were packed…well bag…singular…and a big tote filled with snacks…she’s ready to go…kind of…sort of…still needs to brush her teeth…was standin’ there inside the door…listening for any sign of activity…hates to wake you up…before she goes…cuz no doubt you’ve been roaming the neighborhood hunting for rabbits…

But the dawn is breaking…it’s early morn…haven’t been up this early…in who knows how long…Old Grey is waiting…he’d honk his horn…if this old gal knew where it was exactly…already she’s so lonesome…ok not really…gonna miss you little furballs…but that grandpup awaits…she could die…not at the moment according to that cuter than cute cardiologist of hers…but one never knows…

Cause she’s leavin’ on a jet plane…if she makes it through security…don’t know when she’ll be back again…well yea…like four days…oh babes…she hates to go…but you will be fine…that husband of hers…will kiss you…uh not really…we’ve seen where that mouth of yours has been…and smile at you…you will pretend not to notice…hold you like he’ll never let you go…yea right…not in this lifetime…

Now the time has come to leave you…adios little guys…it’s time for this old gal…to go make…some memories…
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And that daughter of mine…agrees…