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	<title>Comments on: Reviewing The Reviewers (Limerick)</title>
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	<description>Humorous Musings, Limericks, Song Parodies, &#038; Satire About Stuff That Drives Me Mad (MadKane.com)</description>
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		<title>By: Melissik</title>
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		<dc:creator>Melissik</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 19:20:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>One afternoon, I was in the backyard hanging the laundry when an old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. But when I walked into the house, he followed me, sauntered down the hall and fell asleep in a corner. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out. The next day he was back. He resumed his position in the hallway and slept for an hour. 
This continued for several weeks. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: "Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap. " 
The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar: "He lives in a home with ten children - he's trying to catch up on his sleep." 
 
I cried from laughter 
Sorry, if not left a message on Rules.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One afternoon, I was in the backyard hanging the laundry when an old, tired-looking dog wandered into the yard. I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home. But when I walked into the house, he followed me, sauntered down the hall and fell asleep in a corner. An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out. The next day he was back. He resumed his position in the hallway and slept for an hour.<br />
This continued for several weeks. Curious, I pinned a note to his collar: &#8220;Every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap. &#8221;<br />
The next day he arrived with a different note pinned to his collar: &#8220;He lives in a home with ten children - he&#8217;s trying to catch up on his sleep.&#8221; </p>
<p>I cried from laughter<br />
Sorry, if not left a message on Rules.</p>
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