THE FLIRT
There she goes just
Prancing down the street;
Head held high,
Smooth pavement under feet.
Swinging hips
Going to and fro,
Pride just shining,
As you might surely know.
Silver necklace
Hanging 'round her neck,
Tripping so lightly,
Oh, so very quick.
Black hair glistening
Brightly, in the sun.
Flirting so blatantly,
Oh, so much fun.
As we come to the corner
Up her ears will perk.
I say Come along,
Give her leash a jerk..
Each day, just the two of us
Having our talk
As I take, my dog Mandy,
Out for her daily walk.
Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
9-9-06
By Ms. Caroline
© 2006 Ms. Caroline (All rights reserved)
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I enjoyed how you lent some mystery to your poem. You flirted with us especially at the end to let us know it wasn't a woman, but your dog you were talking about. Good job. I throughly enjoyed it! Ravensong