Mr Angry Bark
Mr. Angry Bark, your eyes terrify us.
Your mouth so distorted, your ambiance scary.
You are rough and harsh; I steer away from you always.
Glooming the corner of the yard where you stand frowning.
You frighten us with your beady dark irritated eyes.
Lunch tomorrow? I don’t see why not.
I will bring a picnic.
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