The Naughty Pup Poem by Sase vardhni

There is a pup in my home
Who feasts on the stick of a broom
Comparatively, it perpetually accomplishes
Utter peg of prattle
Only in my room.

The room of mine
Is guilelessly a neat one
Still,
My pup executes its bombasts only in my room
That is so clean and fine.

One unexpected day
Pappa noticed the disappearance of one of my boots
I beat around it in all my goods
And,
Finally it was discovered
Under the paws of my little Brute.(Pup)

Dated: 8.7.2017