They first called me Duchess, a very royal name
But that didn’t fit, just did not feel the same
I became Mabel, their black-and-white ball
Never letting them forget my royalty at all
Food served on a plate, it just will not do
Hand-feed me the first piece if you want me to chew
I will take my time; I want you to observe
The right way to digest the food I deserve
If you ignore me, I will be displeased
Like my toys I will tear you apart with ease
It’s done out of love because I know it’s true
We need each other, this corgi and you
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| Writing Prompt |
WATCH THE DEADLINE~
Write a 12 line rhymed or free verse POEM about your dog (or one you know).
Your picture(s), if available, or one from the net, if not, is recommended
No cartoon dogs or puppies
G rated
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