"Peace and quiet!"
Noticed mister Whyet.
And the labrador retriever
Has appeared and chased a beaver
Down the lane, bashing everything
And everyone like if he was insane.
"Peace and quiet"
Heard him angel up the cloud saying.
He immediately composed a plan,
A refrain for a situation unfolding
Into a divine game.
The labrador chased the beaver back,
And his lace got Sammy by the neck.
She was dragged back to mister Whyet,
She insisted the journey wasn't mild.
Mister Whyet fell in love
The cupid has shot an arrow from above.
"Peace and quiet" said the God,
Serving a child to a mother and a proud dad
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