treacle is her name, my cute and loving westie.
a dog that makes me happy, with love and joy it's true;
she woofs delicately, so small is she, (her white fur a messy debris)
her sharp claws have, finally, scratched my favourite queen c.d.
but life without her, would stoop me, oh so blue;
her spirit an inspiration, to a poor wretch like me!
she is full of mischief, and she always needs the loo!
but loving her is on the cards, i'm sure you will agree?
at play she is a million clouds - that let drop the dew,
she smells divine, and chews holes from my shoe;
but by her side i stay, for where else would i be?
whatever life throws at us, i know we'll see it through.
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i have read the rules and thank you for the contest
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Comments
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aw, I like it. I love how you show some bad things she does, but you still love her anyway.
Thanks for entering!
-Sonya
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