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PRACTICALLY FURNITURE
Our sweet retriever, we concur,
Is practically furniture.
In rays of sun,
She comes undone,
And ever sleeps without a stir.
Her golden tumbleweeds roll by,
Beneath the sofa multiply,
Without a care,
She lounges there,
Until a shadow makes her cry.
At such, she jumps to full alert,
And barks her head off, as if hurt,
If wind should blow
Or folks tiptoe,
For now her hearing does desert.
A wary watchdog, she is not.
Protective skills she has forgot.
But she can yelp
And cry for help,
And raise a ruckus all for naught.
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PRACTICALLY FURNITURE
Our sweet retriever, we concur,
Is practically furniture.
In rays of sun,
She comes undone,
And ever sleeps
by Adam Smith
Walking through the silent night
When all of the sudden
Something gives me a fright
It is a bark not so menacing in nature
by Jon Coe
My neighbor owns a lovely beast
it's golden brown and likes to feast
He eats rawhide bones as big as cats
and chases birds and
The night was ominously still
A gruff bark from the distance
Sent ripples through the sky
I wondered what it meant
Then another
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