Two dogs
playing in the yard,
panting,
running fast and
hard.
Drinking
from their bowl they
chug.
On a sisal rope
they both tug.
Two tired dogs
take a rest,
under the porch
in a dirt nest.
I'm sorry this is late. Sometime, it just can't be helped. I'm sitting in a McDonalds having a bacon and egg biscuit for breakfast and enjoying their free WiFi connection. So, what did you have for breakfast this morning? Can you write a breakfast poem? Have fun writing.
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