'They're retractable, like tape measures,'
says the doc, proudly,
unwrapping the bandages from round
Hadley's paws.
'Go on,' his arms folded,
'don't be shy. Give 'em a spin.'
He nods, grinning. 'Give those babies
a spinneroo! A spinny-spin-spin.
Not by the hair of my spinny-spin-spin.
You're a spinny-spin-spin.
Go on. Go ahead.
Give 'em a Spinderella.
Give those mothers a Spin, Lose or Draw.
A Spin Beadle's Money.
A, uh...
what's another one?'
Hadley watching all the while,
tongue out, panting.
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