Abby, I know you like everyone, especially my sister,
more than me
But I do deserve some credit
I feed you every morning
I play with you when I have time
I pet you when you sit near me
I even let you on the couch when mom isn't home
I no that I'm busy a lot
and sometimes your left alone
I'm sure you can't understand this
and this poem is just a waste
But it makes me as sad a weeping willow
when your run to my sister and not me
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
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2 comments:
Pets can be difficult to understand.
Hey! That's really sad about Abby. I'm guessing shes an animal right? I have a cat that's like that but after i pet her once she won't leave me alone. I don't pet her much anymore. haha nice poem
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