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Midnight

Listening to his whimpering
cry, you would think he was
about to die.

Black as indigo,
small tail feverishly
wagging back and forth,
high and low.

Big black eyes,
 little button nose,
warm and wet.

You guessed it!
He’s my pet.

Midnight is his name,
loving me is his only aim.


Jackie r. Kays
Copyright…2003

Dedicated to my grandson…
Anthony- age ten.







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