I wrote this lovely little poem the other night, inspired by a chorus of what could only be described as a land slide. Our cute little pekingese was at it again, she often hates to sleep in an unoccupied room and scares us awake with her sleepy time monster growl.
My dog snores
My dog snores
And it's no lie...
Like garbage trucks
Are driving by
She looks so cozy
As she naps
Yet the noise is like
Thunder claps
Or a chain saw...
That is cutting tree's
Or being chased...
By angry bee's
Or a Gun Salute...
Right by your head
Or listen'n in...
To what lions said
She's the canine
We adore
Our love abounds,
Even when she snores
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