Lola is a soft-furred princess
Her bark both joy and gravitas
Thru outward calm she schemes
Often chasing squirrels in dreams
All treats are her treats per decree
All toys are her toys wait and see
She rules her house with iron paw
Protects us in our sleep and more
Her demands are few and sure
Food walks and love that is pure
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Author:
gramann001 (
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- Category: Love
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