Our Buddy

w c

Our Buddy

 

Our dog likes to dig big holes

In his pen constantly

He is still young we know

But his pen is a catastrophe

 

Also there is his bark

At all hours of the night

And before long the howling starts

At the moon we surmise

 

He really has a big nice house

Though he’s destroyed it too

To us he is no doubt

Of strong jaw and sharp tooth

 

And then there’s all the poop

Everywhere we step

When we’re feeding him his food

Near the stinky mess

 

He really likes to run away

Whenever he gets the chance

And we wish that he would stray

And be someone else’s champ

  • Author: w c (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 12th, 2019 21:41
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • orchidee

    A good write w c.

    • w c

      Thanks, orchidee. I'm glad you enjoyed it.



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