In the Grass
Something was moving in the grass
I couldn’t really figure out what it was
It looked like a creature with mustache
I could barely see with my pair of eyeglass
It just kept me guessing and wondering
I just wished it was such a lovely thing
Not something that’s so ugly or terrifying
Poisonous or critter that bites or stings
It never created any single sound
Until my dog went sniffing around
In the grass, I saw movements abound
Looked like it was going to mound
Suddenly my dog barked aloud
So brave like a hero making me proud
But the grass was so thick to shroud
My dog pulled it, my joy reached the clouds
It was an adorable chubby guinea pig
Spots on head made it like wearing a wig
Front paws were holding a green twig
I held it in my arms, I swayed with a jig
March 28, 2023 9.12pm
Copyright © Len Gasun | Year Posted 2023
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