Poetry

Little bundles of joy.
On the carpet with toys.
Momma dog looks with a grin.
All day long they spin.
Knaw, chew, whine, and sing.
Roll around, baby barks and things.
Off in the quiet wings.
Daddy dog rests, with head sublime.
In his dreams, wishing of other times.
Yet, they roll and play onward.
On the carpet, OUT !!! in the yard.
Merry are the fluffy puppy dogs,
plus the bard.

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