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Created on: November 23, 2011
When walking my dog I see his face,
That fluffy squirrel he starts to chase.
The sassy squirrel runs up and down,
Causing my dog to run round and round.
Then he meets a yellow frog sitting on a fallen log.
Hippity hoppity the frog does plop,
Then my dog Rufus’s hears flip flop.
Walking my dog now at the park,
Dear little Rufus begins to bark.
He’s sees other dogs run and play,
He begs and plea’s for us to stay.
Now we round back towards our home,
When we pass a garden gnome.
I tell him that the gnomes not real,
Then I tell him he should heal.
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Poetry: Walking the dog
It's morning again
My dog wants to go
I have to get dressed
Prepare for the snow
"Let's get the leash"
I say everyday
But
Walking the dog
Are you looking for a walking buddy?
Ready to go with you in an instant
No major planning or preparation
Just
He nips my leg, he tugs my arm
willing, wishing for a quick jog
this dog with a belly wide as a log
a leisurely stroll, or
When walking my dog I see his face,
That fluffy squirrel he starts to chase.
The sassy squirrel runs up and down,
Causing
by Jon Coe
So happy to see me, so happy to be
That smiling face that makes us a we
Off we walk under the twinkling sky
Both on a leash,
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