This is my pup,
She is the best.
My sleek-furred boxer,
It better than the rest.
She may shed a lot,
But I like to sweep.
She doesn't play fetch,
And she acts like a creep.
That's not bad,
Just strange how she sometimes stands,
And she just stares,
Blankly at my hands.
She has no tail,
So she wiggles her whole hind end.
And I laugh every time,
She's my dorky best friend.
She doesn't like baths.
Or sharing with the boys.
But she prances when she's clean,
And steals away their toys.
She likes to be stubborn,
And she acts like a princess.
She doesn't like to be bothered,
When the beauty needs her bedrest.
I love this dog,
There's no better one around.
And without my dog,
I'd be missing a really great hound.
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