Reborn

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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It was a shoe box, black on the outside and white inside, I had a puppy dog, it was run over, and it was so very still. Funeral in our neighbour`s garden, we used the shoe box. I told my audience how much I missed the dog, and how funny it had been, sang religious songs and went home. In the evening we hear a scraping at the kitchen door, mother investigated, I was afraid of ghosts, in she came with the puppy and there was a wonder in the air. The puppy was spayed and lived to be eighteen years.

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