Olive Oil
My favorite girl
has four legs.
She sheds a lot,
and loves scrambled eggs.
She travels on the gravel
to everybody’s yard.
Wanting a tasty treat
since she’s the security guard.
All the neighbors know her,
she’s a welcome site.
Unless there is no cookie
she’ll bark till they see the light.
Then prances on to the house,
and lets me know she’s home.
Gets a drink of water
and sits there like a gnome.
She keeps her eyes on the road
waiting for some action.
Anything that crosses her path,
She barks with real passion.
Her name is Olive Oil,
rat terrier extraordinaire.
And when her duties are over
she lounges in her chair.
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Wonderful — what a delightful girl.
Thank you from both of us.