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While biking today I saw a lady walking her pug. The pug went bananas and started barking these silly raspy shrieks.
The lady shouted, "Polly wants to get that biker. Get that biker, girl!"
Later, on a more positive note, out of the corner of my eye I saw two high school boys walk past the backboard where I was playing tennis. They paused their walk and after I finished a long run of hits, shouted, "Awesome!"
And to think I was almost eaten up by Polly the pug and just shy of never hearing such flattery.
When I hear of the name Polly I think of Hayley Mills, I think of always perky and looking for lemons to make lemonade.... Not Polly the Pug. At least your day ended on a positive note - and that is so "Pollyish."
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