A Day In The Life of a Stubbly Troll

My puppy fishes in the bowl

To catch something swimming there

She dips and dips

It swims away

As if has fins and tail

She drinks again

And when I laugh

She looks at me as if to ask

What’s wrong with you

This serious task

Is mine to do

Not yours to scoff

And dips again

To catch it all

In the end not to be caught

And down the sink

It’s fate is sealed

A green tomato

Puppy chewed

Then dropped in water

To be pursued

Fresh water brought

Sad puppy eyes

A good cold drink

Then on to bigger puppy dreams

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