Monday, April 14, 2014

14.To Charlie

my lame attempt at a sonnet -

Charlie you should be sleeping at this hour
Not barking like a fool at nothing much
While sitting beside the blue rabbit hutch
With too much stubborn canine will power.
The spray bottle aimed for your nightly shower
You howl, a lovely added noisy touch
Until your throat we really want to clutch
We yell at you and you growl and cower.
Please come inside you silly little fool
Have a drink and also tasty kibble
Take a treat, you like the crunchy nibble
I kiss your nose and scratch your velvet ear
And I rub your naked tum, I shant be cruel
Care for you,  loving friend, my pal, my dear.

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