tilted head, big eyes
little tongue hanging out
panting, yet always playful
when i feel sorry for myself
i always feel so much better
when we play together
we play until i get tired and
as i roll over she is going
to take a shower, always
"The sorry puppy" © 2014 Rob Knetsch
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