My Pet
Walking my pet,
As pretty as can be,
She has beautiful colors,
She also picked me,
Rolling in the grass,
Easy with her teeth,
If she grabbed ahold of you,
You actually be chewed like you were meat,
She don't have a big taste,
For the vegetables,
But slap a chunk of rib eye,
Down by her face,
If your gentle,
And you stroke slowly down her fur,
She will give you some very loud purrs,
Her whiskers long,
They tickle as she snuggles,
She will keep you safe and warm,
Just don't step strongly in her bubble,
She stands pretty tall,
I got her from the wild,
She is tamed,
At least for the most part,
She yawns,
With a full day of fun,
She curls up on the bed with you, snuggles,
And awaits to be covered....
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