Marchette Chute
Marchette Chute Poems
1. | Thanksgiving | 8/26/2015 |
2. | Showers | 1/3/2003 |
3. | Presents | 1/3/2003 |
4. | In Winter | 1/3/2003 |
5. | Sleeping Outdoors | 1/3/2003 |
6. | Our Tree | 1/3/2003 |
7. | Fairies | 1/3/2003 |
8. | Christmas | 1/3/2003 |
9. | Spring Rain | 1/3/2003 |
10. | My Family | 1/3/2003 |
11. | Weather | 1/3/2003 |
12. | Skiing | 1/3/2003 |
13. | Undersea | 1/3/2003 |
14. | My Dog | 1/3/2003 |
Best Poem of Marchette Chute
My Dog
His nose is short and scrubby;
His ears hang rather low;
And he always brings the stick back
No matter how far you throw,
He gets spanked rather often
For things he shouldn't do,
Like lying-on-beds, and barking,
And eating up shoes when they're new
He always wants to be going
Where he isn't supposed to go.
He tracks up the house when it's snowing--
Oh, puppy, I love you so.
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