Sunday, November 09, 2014

Ode to Ralph


When I come home in the evening, what's in store?
did you chew up my books or poop on the floor?

you're kind of excitable; never a bore
but I'll never ask you to hit the door

you're a scruffy little canine

and that's just fine
you're kind of inconvenient
but your love is mine

C

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