I chewed this basket, but Susan didn't tell,
I like my God Mother, she knows me well.
I give her kisses, to make her happy.
Sometimes when I'm with her, she gets really sappy.
She should have children to fill her void,
But screaming voices get her annoyed.
I love my Aunt Susan, 'cause I can lick her face.
In my doggy heart, she'll always have a place.
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