The Tiny And Bubbly Dog


Whose dog is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite happy though.
Full of joy like a vivid rainbow,
I wach her laugh. I cry hello.

She gives her dog a shake,
And laughs until her belly aches.
The only other sound's the break,
of distance waves and birds awake.

The dog is tiny, bubbly and deep,
But she has a promise to kee,
After cake and lost of sleep.
Sweet dreams come to her cheap.

She rises from her gentle bed,
With thoughts of kittens in her head,
She eats her jam with lots of bread.
Ready for the day ahead.

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