hard to live without

 

lost and missed by man and beast
oh! How I hope he will return
a sighting or a sound I need at least
of ickle tickle Pickle

for his warmth at night I yearn
and without him I have no peace
all night long I toss and turn

my prayers are that he’s not deceased
and that his home he will not spurn
when he comes back we’’l have a feast
for ickle tickle Pickle

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