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Shannonhenry gross** fyi: shannon is a dog **another day's at endmama says she's tired againno one can even begin to tell heri hardly know what to saybut maybe it's better that wayif poppa were here i'm sure he'd tell hershannon is gone i heardshe's drifting out to seashe always loved to swim awaymaybe she'll find an islandwith a shaded treejust like the one in our backyardmama tries hard to pretendthat things will get better againsomehow she's keepin' it all inside herbut finally the tears fill our eyesand i know that somewhere tonightshe knows how much we really miss hershannon is gone i heardshe's drifting out to seashe always loved to swim awaymaybe she'll find an islandwith a shaded treejust like the one in our back yardah....just like the one in our back yardah....from: "david hayman" <david.hayman@das.state.oh.us>