MUTTNIK

POOR LITTLE MUTTNIK SO ALL ALONE; HASN"T A FRIEND, NOT EVEN A BONE; I HOPE AND PRAY SHE"LL COME HOME ONEDAY; PLEASE MR SPUTTNIK; SHOW HER THE WAY!
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Posted: Aug 2015
About this poem:
JUST A SAMPLE OF ONE OF THE WRITINGS OF MY MOM, BEFORE SHE LEFT ON THE ULTIMATE ADVENTURE! MUTTNIK WAS A FEMALE DOG THAT THE RUSSIANS LAUNCHED INTO SPACE! VERY INHUMANE!

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WILDANDREADY
WHEREVER YOU ARE DEAR MOM; YOU MUST BE LAUGHING! GLAD I COULD BRIGHTEN YOUR DAY; ALTHOUGH EVERLASTING HAPPINESS IS YOURS!dancing YOUR SON; TRAVIS
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