She Needs a Dog Like Pete
Fluffy slippers on my feet.
Warmth like this just can’t be beat.
Sitting with my dog, a summer treat.
I am enjoying a little sweet.
Today there is so little heat.
Rain up and down each lane and street.
Went to a store called Dollar Neat.
Got a little bologna meat.
Not so hard to ignore my sister’s tweet.
She wanted for us to arrange a meet.
I told her that although she is elite,
Sitting home with dog just can’t be beat!
She would never understand my well said bleat
Because a dog to her has never been sweet.
She claims a good doggy she will never meet.
She needs some fluffy slippers and a dog like Pete.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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