Flying Tale
The most favorite pet we ever had
was little ‘Peanut,’ named by Dad
The tiny fit upon my hand
soon sprung out
like a rubber band
When laying, he was Peanut Paste
fortunately without the taste
When chasing ‘Fly,’
our other dog
t’was left behind at every log
We watched Fly in the longest grass
grass that bent
while Peanut chased his . . . tail 😁