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One More Night
Not the Phil Collins song, you silly-heads. One more night of the evil poodle dog waking me up during the night. One more night of him having to sleep on my bed. One more night of me being unable to sleep straight through the night.
My parents come to visit tomorrow and then reclaim their dog. No more dog-sitting. Even though my parents and the dog will still be in the house for another 10 days, the dog won't feel the need to spend the night with me.
Oh, beautiful, peaceful sleep. How do I wish for you...


You go now, lady.
 
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