On a Roll
Some dogs are disasters,
ignoring their masters;
she’s simply not that type.
Though she gets on a roll,
she’s quite good on the whole,
so I rather hate to gripe.
My one little issue:
she likes to eat tissue,
a form of internal wipe.
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A Balissa stanza: 6b:6b:7a:6c:6c:7a:6d:6d:7a
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2023
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