The Bella Of My LifeA Poem by dogpackMy service dog.She's wash and ware
Has short hair. Is easy to groom Leaves little hair in the room We travel all over Even walk through the clover Some people call her rover Now this ditty is over She's the bell of my life No, she's not my wife She's a pit Don't get in a snit Friendly as can be Loves everyone she sees Service dog to a tee closes the door for me © 2011 dogpackAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on June 13, 2011 Last Updated on June 13, 2011 Tags: poetry, Bella, service dog, dog Authordogpackinternet, ARAboutMy friend, Mary, says I was hatched & crawled out from under a rock. I roll with the punches and have a sense of adventure.. I have returned after a very long hiatus. It's good to be here. Bel.. more..Writing
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