She Dog and Whoo Pooh

She Dog was not thrilled when the interloper appeared.
Whoo Pooh was a cute little thing and not all dog-eared.
Master was yelling, “Whoo Pooh this and Whoo Pooh that!”
Whoo Pooh was bouncy, exuberant, wiggly and rather fat.

Whoo Pooh followed She Dog all over the house
He acted like she was her hero; she felt like a louse.
One day Whoo Pooh called She Dog “mama” one day.
From there on in, they were besties, I have to say!
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