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The Stray

IT WAS a dreary February day That melancholy walk by the park with a blue morning And a cloudless sky. Alas! I met a stray puppy, effulgent with disproportionately large blue eyes. It was fair, furry, dainty and round I thought--- It looked helpless to a lesser extent than I was that day, Nay; --- curious and shy (In-need of a cuddle.) Though it appeared to be innocuous and child-like in it's sentiments, i approached cautiously, like one in danger --- Like one would enter a parish church after a remorseful week of sin. No one on their right mind ought to know that every endearing puppy has a stray and agitated mother lingering close by --- A stray and agitated mother who saw a saddened beast in me --- And I wouldn't want that puppy's mother lashing out on me that day. I met a stray puppy the other day and I wouldn't want that puppy's mother lashing out on me that day.

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Date: 12/27/2019 5:18:00 PM
This was a fun story. I would have pet the dog... lol.. and probably gotten bit. lol...A great write. Ann
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Koffi Mtonga
Date: 12/28/2019 1:03:00 PM
Haha.. Indeed Ann. Thank you so much. Merry Christmas