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Brandy is a beagle
I've said a lot already
When you eat a tasty morsel
She can hold your gaze quite steady
Her eyes plead quite insistently
She only wants a little taste
Even if it's just a fallen crumb
That else would have gone to waste
Once you give her her heart's desire
Do you think that will stop her yearn
If you responded in the affirmative
Then you still have much to learn
She can smell a muffin
From miles and miles away
Leave it unguarded for a second
She thinks to herself 'Ole'
And when you return from your very brief jaunt
She will look up at you most innocently
Her dark brown eyes will stare at you
Not a single crumb in the vicinity
If she walks by a great big dog
She doesn't say a single word
Until she's safely passed it by
Then she barks like you have never heard
Teaching her how to use a dog flap
Does not always go as planned
You know that food will do the trick
But remember, Brandy is not bland
You place her gently outside the door
Then as you bend down to place the food
Her head bursts through, ears all askew
Oddly enough she's in a hungry mood
Her excitement when going on a walk
Cannot be surpassed
She may be greedy and disobedient
But she is a lovely little lass
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
Alessandra Liverani
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