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Soft, silky, black,
He thinks he's the Big-Mac,
Eating and pooping all day,
Even he has a say,
Always eating his carrots,
He doesn't care if he gets demerits,
He bites the hamster, "chewbacca",
And he squeals like a maraca,
Yes, he's my Guinea Pig,
I'm teaching him a jig,
His name is Mook,
He likes playing songs on the Juke,
Mook's favorite song is Lakini's Juice,
And he is as big as a moose,
He nibbles on my fingers,
And on all my words, he lingers,
He has world-record jumps,
And he's made of lumps,
His favorite Aunt is Mrs. Raddatz,
He loves playing with all my gadgets,
When he's mean, I give him a shove,
He's the Piggy, I'll always love.
(^..^)-skaweeek!!!
By Jessica