My Dog
Her tail a joyous flag,
As she leapt up to me.
I stroked her soft fur,
And her bristly back.
She's as fast as a Cheatah,
And she munches and crunches.
She's a black bat,
dashing frantically.
At the end of the day,you see her curl up (near to the fire) and hear her sleeping
SHHH! Be quiet.
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