My Christmas Eve

On my Christmas Eve,

I went to my Nanney’s house,

For our Christmas party

Before it started

My Poppy told me

That he got a new dog for me to


She looks like a wolf,

Because she is wet and dirty

She is as shy as a rabbit

Yet as calm and silent as can be

Her fur White and Grey

When I petted her fur,

I couldn’t help but to stay

I earned her trust,

By just scratching her head,

And she  slowly walked to me

Which made me wish the day wasn’t almost through


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