our sleeping puppy Beau

puppies sleep eighteen hours a day
my dog Beau is snoring away
his tummy rising in a cute way
releasing gas on this happy Tuesday

this to us is perfectly okay
he has brought so much joy our way
chasing all the doom and gloom gray
he is allowed to do whatever he may

forever we hope this puppy to stay
loving his bark which sounds like a bray
he is a marvelous addition, merry and gay
Beau, our puppy, is snoring away
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