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MAY 2002

By Cathy Hurley, M.D.

mom gives me eight pills
a day.  I don't make a fuss.
she is helping me.

the pills taste good cause
they come with peanut butter.
my hair is growing.

I've itched all my life.
now, I'm OK, but Ozzie
itches.  flea.  funny!

Cairn souls never die.
we live on in those who love
us. makes us happy.

I am a hunter
of vermin.  they call me
the critter gitter.

JUNE

play bow.  Cairn eyes laugh
and flash.  tail wags.  happy dance.
roodle, roodle, roo!


The End

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