Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Ode to Lola

She came to us as just a pup
and boy, oh boy, has she grown up.

She loves to frolic and run,
never missing her target,
always off for some fun.

She likes to dine on poo, it's so sublime.
From deer to cat to horse to caprine.

Stray far from her kiss.
It's one you really need to miss.

Instead give her a pat.
She really won't stay still
for much more than that.

She's Lola, our pooch, our canine love.
But on some days her odor is strong,
we won't touch her with four inch thick gloves.   

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