my little monster

my little monster

A Poem by moo to the world

his long yawns speak volumes
he paws at my heart

he sit lazily in the sun
and does nothing at all

and yet so much
my best friend
and helper when i make dinner

his goofy love of his pom-poms
my black and white little buddy

i remember when you squeaked and fit in my palm
that fateful day you came to call me home

thanks for being my little comfort
thanks for entertaining me so
thanks for being here


© 2012 moo to the world


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Added on August 7, 2012
Last Updated on August 20, 2012

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moo to the world
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