Little Girl PerfectA Poem by TTBoy28So docile yet her energy becomes violent at the sight of the tinyest morsel about to be dropped onto her palate Such fervor for more more Her years are numbered significantly as displayed in her lack of interest in chasing balls like as her master Such fervor for more more strokes of her beautiful warm and unnecessary coat Yet it prides her master as they both strut their egos knowing that upon returning to their domicile there will be a reward a solid treat Tiny in stature she feels safe and secure and she acts as protector Such fervor for more more walks in the public eye so that she can repeat the process and when there is no more to give and no vocal tones of sorrow In her mind she says I don't want your kisses I just want your love © 2010 TTBoy28 |
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