"My Dog"
by
Connie

C
oming with a wagging tail,
ready to catch any mail.
With those ears like floppy socks,
begging to go on a walk,
looking at you with those hazelnut eyes,
After being fed with food,
it joyfully goes to bed.


 

 

 

The End


Story by: Connie, age 10

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