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Showing posts with label dog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dog. Show all posts
Friday, December 1, 2017
HAPPY POETRY FRIDAY
I've been taking a beginning drawing class at the local junior college and the term is almost over. For our final project the instructor arrived with three lunch bags, labeled--nouns, verbs and settings. We were to pull a slip from each bag and use those prompts for our final rendering. I've used this same method for poetry prompts so it was fun to get prompts for drawing. But...
The nouns were all pop culture icons. I think the instructor was trying to find something appealing to the young teenage college students. My noun was Snoop Dogg! I really didn't want to draw the rapper, so I figured I'd just go with the DOG, a word I find more fun and certainly fits more with children's poetry.
Being a poet who tries to write with strong lines, I teased my instructor about including gerunds in his verbs. Sure enough the verb I pulled included a gerund. The slip of paper I ended with was, "eating peanut butter from the jar."
Finally, my setting slip was "drive thru."
How would you draw a dog eating peanut butter at a drive thru? My mind immediately went to a drive in theater since my father managed several of them and I worked in the drive in all through college. But then Harry Potter slipped in to save me. Do you remember him driving thru the wall at platform 9 3/4?
Here is a rough draft sketch of what I'm working on. My next step is to render the drawing on quality paper and add color. At that step I'll be able to fine tune the wall, the shading and the dog's features and put a glob of peanut butter on that lolling tongue. What color shall I make the dog? (Hang with me, I'll get to the poetry.)
My silly dog
is a crazy nutter.
He likes to eat
my peanut butter.
Do you know the word nutter? It is British slang for someone who is crazy and does nutty things.
Do you know why I used "to eat" instead of the "eating" from the slip to write my poem? It is all a case of meter and gerunds and infinitives. Remember gerunds are those "ing" verbs and infinitives are the "to" verbs. They are extremely useful in poetry.
Most poems are written in an iambic foot. If you try to scan a poem (notice the accented and unaccented syllables,) always try iambic first because it is the meter most often used. The iambic foot is unaccented, accented--the accent is on the second syllable. using an iambic foot means lines will end on a strong accent. A trochee is the opposite of an iambic foot. It is accented, unaccented. Any two syllable verb ending in "ing," a gerund, will be a trochee. So, when using verbs to write poetry for children if you want iambic, use an infinitive. If you want a throchee, use a gerund. The exception is when using forced meter. (Poets love to break the rules!)
See, I told you I'd get back to poetry. That was a bit heavy, let's celebrate your getting through that heavy lesson. Let's have a party!
We're having another virtual party in two weeks on Dec. 15 at Matt Forrest Esenwine's place, Radio, Rhythm & Rhyme. You are invited to drop in and stay for the whole day (or maybe the night--I virtually slept on the fireplace hearth one year at David's place.) I'm going to write a small poem about my ugly Christmas sweater. Matt calls the party a shindig. It started on David L. Harrison's blog a few years ago. Matt, David and I decided that perhaps it might be fun to move the party around from venue to venue…so this year, it’s moving from David’s place to Matt's little home on the web. Perhaps we'll have snow.
Finally, the Poetry Friday Round Up is over at Mary Lee Hahn's blog, A Year of Reading. Thanks for hosting us, Mary Lee.
You can find more great children's poetry here.
Oh, for your poetry challenge, pick any noun, verb and a setting and see what you can come up with for a poem. Have fun writing whatever you do.
Thanks for your patience.
Thursday, July 7, 2016
SHAKE
Joy Acey 2016 |
my wet dog
in the rain
while we jog.
Shake, shake, shake
there he goes
shaking
once again
from the top
of his head
to the tips
of his toes.
Shake, shake, shake!
Joy Acey 2016 |
It is time for some exercise. Can you shake like a dog? Have you ever tried to give a dog a bath? Did your dog shake? Can you write your own poem today about giving a bath to your dog, cat or even your doll or yourself? Have fun writing.
The life you live is the one YOU chose.
Monday, April 18, 2016
MANTICORE III
This manticore has the head of a dog. The body of a pentagon. Cat feet and tail, and eagle wings. I couldn't remember how to make a five sided shape, so I drew a five pointed star first, and then connected the points. Hey, it worked. I'm not that great an artist, but I'll always give it a try. Just wait till I share the goat head. I love how the kids stretch my abilities. The name we came up with for this manticore was a Do-pen-at-le.
My dopenatle is named Jaxs.
He eats dogfood
with his friends
the dog,
eagle,
and cat.
His body
is a pentagon.
He flies in the air
and soon
is gone.
This poem was written with the help of second graders at Kapaa Elementary School in Kauai, Hawaii. Can you try making your own manticore creature and then writing a poem about it? Have fun creating.
A poem and bubblegum have a lot in common.
My dopenatle is named Jaxs.
He eats dogfood
with his friends
the dog,
eagle,
and cat.
His body
is a pentagon.
He flies in the air
and soon
is gone.
This poem was written with the help of second graders at Kapaa Elementary School in Kauai, Hawaii. Can you try making your own manticore creature and then writing a poem about it? Have fun creating.
A poem and bubblegum have a lot in common.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
MY DOG
I took my dog
for a walk.
All he wanted
was to talk, talk, talk.
First he'd yip.
Then he'd yap.
I took him home
for a nap.
I got a headache,
yes, of course.
Next time I'll wish
my dog was hoarse.
Hey, it is National Walk Your Dog Week, October 1-7. That is one long walk. Do you take your dog for walks? Where have you gone this week? What would your dog say to you if he could talk? What do you talk to your dog about? What would the dogs say if they could have a dog chat? No matter if you have a dog or not, (you can always imagine one), try writing a poem about a dog today. Have fun.
Like vitamin pills, everyone should day dream at least once a day. Enjoy your dreams.
I'm taking a poetry course at Wordpress's Blogging University. If you'd like to read an abecedarian I wrote for today's assignment go here, https://joyacey.wordpress.com/?p=436&preview=true&preview_id=436
for a walk.
All he wanted
was to talk, talk, talk.
First he'd yip.
Then he'd yap.
I took him home
for a nap.
I got a headache,
yes, of course.
Next time I'll wish
my dog was hoarse.
Hey, it is National Walk Your Dog Week, October 1-7. That is one long walk. Do you take your dog for walks? Where have you gone this week? What would your dog say to you if he could talk? What do you talk to your dog about? What would the dogs say if they could have a dog chat? No matter if you have a dog or not, (you can always imagine one), try writing a poem about a dog today. Have fun.
Like vitamin pills, everyone should day dream at least once a day. Enjoy your dreams.
I'm taking a poetry course at Wordpress's Blogging University. If you'd like to read an abecedarian I wrote for today's assignment go here, https://joyacey.wordpress.com/?p=436&preview=true&preview_id=436
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Limerick
To get
tickets for the play I stood in line,
At the
theater on Sunset and Vine.
I took
a blind date.
Can’t
say she was great.
The
seat they gave her was K-9.
I am not good at writing limericks although I did once win an Honorable Mention in a limerick contest. Limericks are supposed to be funny. The rhyme scheme is a,a,b,b,a. Can you try writing your own limerick today?
Children's Poetry can make a child laugh.
Friday, February 20, 2015
Poofy Poodle
The poodle was poofy
and fluffy and white.
She loved being brushed
to her constant delight.
She'd dance and she'd prance
around her home.
She'd race to the cupboard
to bark for her comb.
She raced to the kitchen
in a terrible rush
and only stopped running
when she saw her brush.
The Westminster Dog Show recently selected a beagle for the Best in Show. Do you have a favorite dog breed? Can you you write a poem today about a dog? Have fun writing.
and fluffy and white.
She loved being brushed
to her constant delight.
She'd dance and she'd prance
around her home.
She'd race to the cupboard
to bark for her comb.
She raced to the kitchen
in a terrible rush
and only stopped running
when she saw her brush.
The Westminster Dog Show recently selected a beagle for the Best in Show. Do you have a favorite dog breed? Can you you write a poem today about a dog? Have fun writing.
Friday, November 7, 2014
MY DOG
My dog at 17,
he's always sweet.
He is never mean.
My dog is a bore,
he dribbles his food
on the floor.
My dog is so dumb,
he stands still
when I yell COME.
My dog is a fool,
on the floor
he likes to drool.
My dog practically shouts,
every five minutes
he wants to go out.
My dog is a creep,
all he does is
sleep, sleep, sleep.
My dog is a grouch,
his favorite bed
is my couch.
My dog is very rude,
he stands at his dish
to gulp his food.
My dog chews
on the phone
like it is
his tasty bone.
My dog still wants
a hug
after he piddles
on the rug.
With all these faults
my dog has got
I love the rascal
quite a lot.
When a poet repeats a line or phrase in a poem, this poetic technique is called anaphora. Do you see how I've started most of the stanzas with the phrase My Dog is? As I was writing this poem I kept thinking about the Yo Mama jokes that were popular. So can you pick a pet--a dog, a cat, a bird, a goldfish--and use anaphora to write several couplets about your pet. Have fun writing.
It is Friday and today's Poetry Round Up is hosted by Diane Mayr at her blog Random Noodling. Just click on the link for more poetry fun today. Thanks Diane for hosting us all.
Teaching Authors has a copy of Writers Digest 2015 Children's Writers and Illustrators Market they are giving away at http://www.teachingauthors.com/
he's always sweet.
He is never mean.
My dog is a bore,
he dribbles his food
on the floor.
My dog is so dumb,
he stands still
when I yell COME.
My dog is a fool,
on the floor
he likes to drool.
My dog practically shouts,
every five minutes
he wants to go out.
My dog is a creep,
all he does is
sleep, sleep, sleep.
My dog is a grouch,
his favorite bed
is my couch.
My dog is very rude,
he stands at his dish
to gulp his food.
My dog chews
on the phone
like it is
his tasty bone.
My dog still wants
a hug
after he piddles
on the rug.
With all these faults
my dog has got
I love the rascal
quite a lot.
When a poet repeats a line or phrase in a poem, this poetic technique is called anaphora. Do you see how I've started most of the stanzas with the phrase My Dog is? As I was writing this poem I kept thinking about the Yo Mama jokes that were popular. So can you pick a pet--a dog, a cat, a bird, a goldfish--and use anaphora to write several couplets about your pet. Have fun writing.
It is Friday and today's Poetry Round Up is hosted by Diane Mayr at her blog Random Noodling. Just click on the link for more poetry fun today. Thanks Diane for hosting us all.
Teaching Authors has a copy of Writers Digest 2015 Children's Writers and Illustrators Market they are giving away at http://www.teachingauthors.com/
Monday, September 29, 2014
IF I WERE
If I were hot cocoa
And you were the cup
I'd warm you,
you'd hug me
then I'd be drunk up.
I've been playing with taking two objects and putting them together to see how they would interact.
If I were the water
and you were the pool,
we'd warm in the sunshine
and keep swimmers cool.
If I were a dog
and you were my rug
would you keep me warm,
would you give me a hug?
If I were a sea turtle
and you were the sea
would we swim with the dolphins,
would you want to be me?
If you were paper
and I were a pen
we'd write children's poetry.
Let us begin.
So, here is your challenge for today--take two (or more objects) and put them together. See what you get for your poem. Have fun experimenting and writing.
And you were the cup
I'd warm you,
you'd hug me
then I'd be drunk up.
I've been playing with taking two objects and putting them together to see how they would interact.
If I were the water
and you were the pool,
we'd warm in the sunshine
and keep swimmers cool.
If I were a dog
and you were my rug
would you keep me warm,
would you give me a hug?
If I were a sea turtle
and you were the sea
would we swim with the dolphins,
would you want to be me?
If you were paper
and I were a pen
we'd write children's poetry.
Let us begin.
So, here is your challenge for today--take two (or more objects) and put them together. See what you get for your poem. Have fun experimenting and writing.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
THE FRIENDLIEST SOUND
The friendliest sound
in the desert to me
is a phainopepla calling
from a Paloverde tree.
Too-weet, too-weet, too-weet.
On my walk this morning, I saw and heard the phainopepla. It reminded me that it is about time for the birds to start their migration.
This poem can work fairly well as a template for lots of bird sounds. Next I want to try calling from a cactus. Let's see:
The eeriest sound
in the desert to us
is an elf owl calling
from a Saguaro cactus.
Chewk, chewk, chewk.
Now, let's see with a different bird:
The strangest sound
in the desert to us
is a Gila woodpecker calling
from a Saguaro cactus.
Churr-kip, churr-kip, churr-kip.
Now, let's see with a different location, bird, and tree:
The prettiest sound
in the mountains to me
is a cardinal calling
from a pine tree.
Cheer-cheer-cheer-chireep.
So, here is your challenge for today--can you use this template to write a poem about a sound you hear in your locale? Have fun trying this in lots of different ways.
The nosiest sound
I've ever heard
is my dog barking
at a bird.
Woolf, woolf, woolf.
Do have fun writing today.
,
in the desert to me
is a phainopepla calling
from a Paloverde tree.
Too-weet, too-weet, too-weet.
On my walk this morning, I saw and heard the phainopepla. It reminded me that it is about time for the birds to start their migration.
This poem can work fairly well as a template for lots of bird sounds. Next I want to try calling from a cactus. Let's see:
The eeriest sound
in the desert to us
is an elf owl calling
from a Saguaro cactus.
Chewk, chewk, chewk.
Now, let's see with a different bird:
The strangest sound
in the desert to us
is a Gila woodpecker calling
from a Saguaro cactus.
Churr-kip, churr-kip, churr-kip.
Now, let's see with a different location, bird, and tree:
The prettiest sound
in the mountains to me
is a cardinal calling
from a pine tree.
Cheer-cheer-cheer-chireep.
So, here is your challenge for today--can you use this template to write a poem about a sound you hear in your locale? Have fun trying this in lots of different ways.
The nosiest sound
I've ever heard
is my dog barking
at a bird.
Woolf, woolf, woolf.
Do have fun writing today.
,
Friday, August 22, 2014
Flea Circus
copyright 2014, Joy Acey |
The circus is here
and I'm all agog
to see the clowns
and the flying trapeze.
The world's largest circus
made up of fleas
and they're all performing
on my poor dog.
If you could join the circus, what would you do? Water elephants, tame lions, juggle? Would you be a clown, an aerialist, a bareback rider or the ring master? Can you try writing your own circus poem today? Have fun.
Monday, August 4, 2014
MY DOG
copyright 2014, Joy Acey |
My dog loves to run in the desert
barking at doves in the sun.
It's hard to miss the cacti spines
When he's having so much fun.
Do you have a pet? What is the pet's name? What does your pet like to eat? What does your pet do? Can you write a poem about your pet today? Have fun writing.
Thursday, July 31, 2014
DIRTY DOG
My dog is dirty,
he rolled on the path.
I've filled the tub
to give him a bath.
I've looked all around.
He's can't be seen
now that I want
to wash my dog clean.
Have you ever given a dog a bath? How about a cat? Is there another animal you could bathe?
I once scrubbed the side of an elephant. Just like giving a dog a bath, I got more water on me than I did on the elephant. I thought about changing this poem to be about an elephant instead of the dog, but I think I want a different poem for that. Elephants love water and they would be the first ones in the water making mud.
Your poetry challenge for today is to write a poem about bathing, grooming or feeding an animal. Have fun writing.
he rolled on the path.
I've filled the tub
to give him a bath.
I've looked all around.
He's can't be seen
now that I want
to wash my dog clean.
Have you ever given a dog a bath? How about a cat? Is there another animal you could bathe?
I once scrubbed the side of an elephant. Just like giving a dog a bath, I got more water on me than I did on the elephant. I thought about changing this poem to be about an elephant instead of the dog, but I think I want a different poem for that. Elephants love water and they would be the first ones in the water making mud.
Your poetry challenge for today is to write a poem about bathing, grooming or feeding an animal. Have fun writing.
Monday, April 7, 2014
My Dog
My dog is outside.
He's barking again.
He needs me to know
he wants to come in.
So I stand up
and open the door
I don't want to hear
his barking any more.
But the moment he's in
my dog starts to pout.
Now he needs me to know
he wants to go out.
I have an ageing Welsh Springer Spaniel and every evening when I sit to watch television, he immediately wants me to get up and put him outside. Then after about a minute, he's barking to come in. But then as soon as he comes in, and he doesn't even wait for the next commercial break before he wants to go out again. He's such a silly dog. Do you have a dog or cat? Does the pet do anything funny or strange? I had a dog once who had to push his kibble out of the bowl before he would eat it. Can you write a poem about your pet?
He's barking again.
He needs me to know
he wants to come in.
So I stand up
and open the door
I don't want to hear
his barking any more.
But the moment he's in
my dog starts to pout.
Now he needs me to know
he wants to go out.
I have an ageing Welsh Springer Spaniel and every evening when I sit to watch television, he immediately wants me to get up and put him outside. Then after about a minute, he's barking to come in. But then as soon as he comes in, and he doesn't even wait for the next commercial break before he wants to go out again. He's such a silly dog. Do you have a dog or cat? Does the pet do anything funny or strange? I had a dog once who had to push his kibble out of the bowl before he would eat it. Can you write a poem about your pet?
Friday, January 17, 2014
My Dog, the Comedian
There once was a dog, a Welsh Springer.
With rude comments he landed his zingers.
He wasn't a hit.
That's how he got bit.
His jokes were Welsh Springer humdingers.
OK, so there you have a limerick. The rhyming pattern for this five line poem is A,A, B, B, A. The limerick is meant to be a humorous verse form. Your challenge for today is to re-write the last line. What can you come up with? Or, write your own limerick about a pet animal. Have fun playing with poetry.
Keri is hosting the Friday Poetry Roundup on her blog here. Thanks for hosting us, Keri.
http://kerirecommends.com/2014/01/16/poetry-friday-round-up-.aspx
With rude comments he landed his zingers.
He wasn't a hit.
That's how he got bit.
His jokes were Welsh Springer humdingers.
OK, so there you have a limerick. The rhyming pattern for this five line poem is A,A, B, B, A. The limerick is meant to be a humorous verse form. Your challenge for today is to re-write the last line. What can you come up with? Or, write your own limerick about a pet animal. Have fun playing with poetry.
Keri is hosting the Friday Poetry Roundup on her blog here. Thanks for hosting us, Keri.
http://kerirecommends.com/2014/01/16/poetry-friday-round-up-.aspx
Friday, January 10, 2014
TOO MANY BABIES
Rebecca has plenty
of Beanie Babies®
Her
whole collection is something crazy--
A
gorilla,
An
elephant,
A
cockatoo,
A
moose,
A
bunny,
Or
is it two?
She
even has a pig
in
a hat of daisies.
And
her Dalmatian
has
a tag for rabies.
Altogether
Rebecca has 21
or
19, maybe.
Do you have a collection? Of rocks, books, baseball cards, or nail polish? My friend children's poet Amy Ludwig VanDerwater has a collection of buttons she is adding to. You might enjoy visiting her blog by clicking on her name in the line above. Can you write a poem about collecting things today? Have fun writing.
Donna over at Mainelywrite is hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup today. Thanks Donna. You'll find lots of links to some great children's poems here.
Donna over at Mainelywrite is hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup today. Thanks Donna. You'll find lots of links to some great children's poems here.
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Friday, November 8, 2013
MY SIPPY CUP
I sit up here
in my high chair
and watch the dog
sleeping there.
I drink my milk
from my sippy cup.
I drink it down
UP.
UP
then toss the cup
And it falls
DOWN
DOWN
and wakes the dog.
My sippy cup
does not spill,
does not break.
But then my mom
knows to make
me more milk
in my blue sippy cup.
Today's poem is for a very young audience. I want to credit Tom Pearson for the inspiration. Can you try writing your own poem today for a very young person?. You might want to try observing a baby before you write. Watch what the baby does. I had a physical education teacher tell me once she brought her baby to school and had the football players duplicate the baby's movements for five minutes. At the end of that time the football players (in prime physical condition) were exhausted. Having been a mom to a young baby, I know they are constantly on the move and can be quite tiring. Maybe we should write a poem thanking moms instead. Have a great weekend.
Today is the Poetry Friday Roundup. Diane Mayr at RANDOM NOODLING is hosting the party. Thank you.
You can find more poetry at the party.
in my high chair
and watch the dog
sleeping there.
I drink my milk
from my sippy cup.
I drink it down
UP.
UP
then toss the cup
And it falls
DOWN
DOWN
and wakes the dog.
My sippy cup
does not spill,
does not break.
But then my mom
knows to make
me more milk
in my blue sippy cup.
Today's poem is for a very young audience. I want to credit Tom Pearson for the inspiration. Can you try writing your own poem today for a very young person?. You might want to try observing a baby before you write. Watch what the baby does. I had a physical education teacher tell me once she brought her baby to school and had the football players duplicate the baby's movements for five minutes. At the end of that time the football players (in prime physical condition) were exhausted. Having been a mom to a young baby, I know they are constantly on the move and can be quite tiring. Maybe we should write a poem thanking moms instead. Have a great weekend.
Today is the Poetry Friday Roundup. Diane Mayr at RANDOM NOODLING is hosting the party. Thank you.
You can find more poetry at the party.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
A GHOST AT THE DOOR?
The wind is whistling.
The door rattles a lot.
Is there a ghost there?
I surely hope NOT.
I had so much fun writing about a ghost yesterday, I thought I'd try again today. Where else can I place the ghost?
The noise scares my dog.
She runs for her bed
then uses her paws
to cover her head.
Can you write a poem today about something that might scare you?
The door rattles a lot.
Is there a ghost there?
I surely hope NOT.
I had so much fun writing about a ghost yesterday, I thought I'd try again today. Where else can I place the ghost?
The noise scares my dog.
She runs for her bed
then uses her paws
to cover her head.
Can you write a poem today about something that might scare you?
Saturday, August 31, 2013
SATURDAY MORNING
Woke up this morning
there on my deck
a snake was sleeping
and causing heck.
The dog was barking,
the cat hissed to say,
Wake up, Mr. Snake.
Please slither away.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
MY TOYS
My favorite doll
is an action figure
I put her in water
and she grows bigger.
My favorite doll
has lace socks.
She comes to school
in my lunch box.
My favorite doll
has a feather fan.
She sleeps in a bed
I made from a can.
My favorite doll
is getting fat.
She is hiding out
beneath my hat.
My favorite doll
has a dress that's red.
Now she is sitting
on top of my bed.
My favorite doll
likes to run and jog.
She is resting
beside my dog.
I can't find my doll.
Oh, what should I do?
There she is hiding
next to my shoe.
is an action figure
I put her in water
and she grows bigger.
My favorite doll
has lace socks.
She comes to school
in my lunch box.
My favorite doll
has a feather fan.
She sleeps in a bed
I made from a can.
My favorite doll
is getting fat.
She is hiding out
beneath my hat.
My favorite doll
has a dress that's red.
Now she is sitting
on top of my bed.
My favorite doll
likes to run and jog.
She is resting
beside my dog.
I can't find my doll.
Oh, what should I do?
There she is hiding
next to my shoe.
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Wednesday, June 12, 2013
YOU PROMISED
You promised you would feed me
told your folks it was a deal.
So they gave you me--a cocker
but I've missed too many meals.
You said that you would train me,
take us out for runs and walks.
But you slapped me with the leather leash
no wonder now I baulk.
You said that you would brush me
so I'd have bright shiny fur.
But the brushing never happens,
now my coat is full of burrs.
So many broken promises,
oh what's a dog to do?
I wag my tail to see you
because I love you.
Do you have a pet you are responsible for taking care of? It is a big responsibility. What things do you do for your pet? For today's challenge, can you write a poem to your pet telling the things you do for your pet, or the things your pet does for you? What things do you do with your pet? If you don't have a pet, you can always make one up--that is the fun of poetry. I think I'm going to make up a pet for myself. I hope my dog Spot won't be jealous.
told your folks it was a deal.
So they gave you me--a cocker
but I've missed too many meals.
You said that you would train me,
take us out for runs and walks.
But you slapped me with the leather leash
no wonder now I baulk.
You said that you would brush me
so I'd have bright shiny fur.
But the brushing never happens,
now my coat is full of burrs.
So many broken promises,
oh what's a dog to do?
I wag my tail to see you
because I love you.
Do you have a pet you are responsible for taking care of? It is a big responsibility. What things do you do for your pet? For today's challenge, can you write a poem to your pet telling the things you do for your pet, or the things your pet does for you? What things do you do with your pet? If you don't have a pet, you can always make one up--that is the fun of poetry. I think I'm going to make up a pet for myself. I hope my dog Spot won't be jealous.
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