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A Sonnet for the Mutt of My Life
I would be cunning if I were to say,
“A purebred dog has no appeal at all,
I’ll never set my eyes on those not stray
full-bellied pups that know ‘eat, play, and fall
asleep,’ their mother always by their side;
I won’t accept a poodle or bichon
frise as my companion.” Yet, I pride
myself on meeting you, for you have shone–
since that first time at Petco–love and trust
on me. You have no other purpose save
to make me happy. It is only just
I kiss your nose, and give you treats you crave:
for no bichon or poodle will compare
to you, my dearest mutt, so pure and fair.
Live for the Love of it,
Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)
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