Suki
Suki is as Suki does
A vacuum cleaner's twin
She keeps her face fastidious
So she can start again
She follows you about the house
A faithful pet is she
We count on her to mop the floor
And map it frequently
Her appetite is typical
Of creatures like the whale
And yet she chews while other choose
To pass the garbage pale
She likes to bark at strangers
And she does so with a bang
A lot of worldly dangers
Are no longer just a fang
A funster or a munster
Is her sweet dichotomy
Whenever eyes are chasing flies
She plays the game with me
The toilet is her better half
As she would soon admit
She drinks a lot of water
In an effort to be fit
Another dog might step aside
Or say, I've got to go
But Suki dear is cringing here
To make the talent show
I'm glad to know her face is black
For this formality
A cordial black is nice to track
Her personality.
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