We have a Tink.
Her breath doth stink.
We brought her home when our baby was just a little wink.
It was a hormonal purchase, I think.
(I mean who in their right mind brings home a puppy when they have a newborn?)
Our Tink's as faithful as she can be.
She waits at the door for her family.
Tink loves to lay upon your lap.
She curls up in a ball and takes a nap.
But, Tink has a dark side. Yes, it's true.
She likes the garbage, Ew, Ew, Ew!
She rummages and hunts and when she's through,
She finds herself a diaper with poo.
The End.
Keeping it real,
Melissa
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