My evening

Craig came over with Ben this evneing. Ben has lost a little weight, Craig has increased his walks and cut out his snacks. Older dogs must watch their figures! He was a very good boy tonight, rested under the coffee table while he kept an eye on us...and any food that came out.

Craig showed me something called concrete poetry; here are a few examples. Let's see if you can decipher them.

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aaasaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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Can you tell me the title of this poem?

I will give you the second with title -- let me know if you can "see" it

O m
m m

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cat on a fence