The Smidget Puggily and Her Prettisome Guru
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The farm was nestled deep in the country,
down a dusty road was a lovely house and barn;
where horses ran and jumped in a meadow beyond,
and fat cows mooed and chickens clucked, and
a rooster welcomed each dawn and strutted proudly.
Farmer Hector Cuckleburr, Hec for short and his,
wife Josephine Cuckleburr had many other animals;
oh yes many, like pigs and sheep, and babies too
and the delight at having lots of jumping baby lambs
which brings me to a little dog called, Smidget Puggily.
Smidget Puggily was the smallest of the Pugs born,
and the other Pugs pushed her away at play;
squeaking you are too small, Smidget Puggily, go away,
so she did, wandering the barn yard she saw something,
that bleated and stretched from a curled up sleep.
Hello, said Smidget Puggily, gosh you are pretty,
thanks, was the reply, and I am smart too, a leader;
I could teach you things, be your guru, your teacher,
your guide around this farm, see how high I can jump,
and with that, she jumped in the air and bleated loud.
I will name you Prettisome Guru, and I am your student,
show me how to jump, soon Smidget Puggily was jumping;
lets play follow the leader said Prettisome Guru, just follow,
Smidget Puggily, listen to me, I have excellent vision, hearing,
and smell, but best of all I like to cuddle up and get touchy.
Well, from that day forward those two walked the farm yard,
with the Smidget Puggily following her Prettisome Guru faithfully;
farmer Hec and his wife Josephine would stop and laugh,
when they found those two curled up asleep, all cuddled up,
and that was often- those two slept most of the day actually.
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March 1, 2019
Poetry/Narrative/The Smidget Puggily and her Prettisome Guru
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1119-309-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, The Smidget Puggily and Her Prettisome Guru
sponsor, Caren Krutsinger
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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