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Sunday, February 23, 2014

a sweet poem

Schnauzer Love

She's quite a character, you know
black and white from head to toe.

Curly, swirly, fluffy hair
Jumping, chasing, here and there.

Her beard gets dirty when she eats,
She loves her munchy crunchy treats.

She barks, not high but kind of low
a growly, talking, like we know.

That she wants to tug or play
(But she would do that any day).

Tired puppy, off to her bed
birds and cats dance in her head.
© Kye(:. All rights reserved, 5 years ago


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