Poem of the Day

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Easter thief

 

Tell me, Buster, tell me who

would want to rob a kid?

How could someone ever do

what this offender did?

 

Help me, Buster, use your snout,

your super sense of smell.

Sniff the thoughtless scoundrel out

and I’ll reward you well.

 

Sit up, Buster, take those paws

away from round your ears

Why the sudden droopy jaws,

the hint of doggy tears?

 

Why the worried-looking brow,

the tail between the legs…?

Naughty Buster, fess up now.

It’s you who stole my eggs!

 

©  Jenny Erlanger

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