My Matty
Out of the darkness
a small figure appeared
dirty, hungry and cold
a tiny puppy was here
He looked so cute
with those big brown eyes
shivering and shaking
in his dirty disquise
Looking around
for his owner somewhere
I put him in my hat
he fit perfect in there
He smelled so bad
from the place he had been
but wanted to kiss me
for taking him in
I named him Matty
because of his hair
now my new recliner
is his favorite chair
I posted his picture
all around town
but so far so good
I haven't heard a sound
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