Poem 21-Have a Pet

i have a pet,

Not obeying yet,

it is a dog,

Always ready for jog;

A long white hair,

that always care,

From the cold,

Until it is old;

Some what naughty,

Hates hot tea,

Water its enemy,

Always sees me;

it likes to fight,

Our home watchman night,

always barks,

No fear in darks;

first, tis silent,

for others tis violent,

seeing with blue eyes,

tis so nice;

forever shaking ears,

Happy for more years

if he cries,

he needs his favorite rice;

his blue belt,

cannot melt,

His favorite is music,

Sometimes he is sick;

he is small,

Nature his mall

grass as medicine,

he doesn’t sin;

he responses my words,

His foods shared with birds,

very happy to see,

his name is tocsy.

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