Of Prized Posessions and Love
It was to be the worst day of my life
There at the edge of the pond where I found him
stood all three of us
Her Green eyes never looked so good
To choose between slimy skin or big wet kisses, my dilemma
Waiting, arms crossed, foot tapping, she spoke
Well? Who's it going to be, me?... or him!
A tear came to my eye as I deliberated silently
Then a thought came to mind and I made my move
With arms extending outward I offered him, to her
with hope to keep him still
I felt for sure his constant gulp would win him sympathy
and his large innocent eyes would win her over, alas
She shrieked and ran off screaming, leaving a trail of dust
and my heart behind that day as Louie exclaimed
Rib-it! rib it! rib it!
Aahhhhhh, bliss was mine to have again and so...
We lived happily ever after
The End
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