Made myself coffee
god it was rank.
Coughed and spilt it,
great now I stank.
Out with the dog, when,
it rains, not pitter patter.
That would be ok, but,
no, a torrential splatter!
Bend over a ditch,
to retrieve her ball.
She knocks me from behind,
in head first I fall!
Another hour goes by,
we finally get home.
By this time of course,
I'm soaked to the bone.
Went for a shower,
nothing wrong there.
Till I slipped on the soap
flew through the air.
Finally clean but,
bruised and sore.
I hadn't yet done,
a single chore.
I fold up the shower curtain,
that I pulled down.
And feel for the bumps,
I now have all around.
Have another coffee,
make myself better.
Grab a cookie, but,
don't check the letter.
Dunk in my drink,
take a big bite.
You may have guessed,
it was a dog biscuit alright!
No wonder she looked,
up at me in awe.
Before finally,
offering her paw.
A nice hot drink,
biscuit and a play,
yep, dogs alright,
she's had a good day!




great work here. i loved
anyway graet work















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