Tink - For Hexsonnetta Contest
An old man and his dog
sat on a gnarlèd bench.
His back, it did him wrench,
and always there was fog!
His days had gone, to jog...
The dog let out a stench.
Man's back gave him more pain,
but he began to think
with care, and with a wink -
his dog, he could it train
to never stink again.
"Oh Tink," he said, "Oh Tink!"
And so, the dog and he
lived long and happily.
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8/16/2015
Contest - The Hexonnetta
Sponsor - Andrea Dietrich
Honorable Mention
Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015
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