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Velvet's Elegy
by Pam
Velvet's ElegyFear no more the heat of the sun,
The long walk's pleasure thus undone.
Fear not the high ranked bitches' wrath,
To touch their toys, to cross their path.
Nothing more can threaten harm,
Nothing more need thee alarm.
You honored me, gave me your trust,
Now, dear sweet girl, you've come to dust.
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