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Tanka Xiv

at farmer's market coins are scarce--I find I am short-changed again-- here my little dog naps with one eye on his dinner dish

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Kim Rodrigues

Date: 2/11/2022 8:55:00 AM

Oh yes…what we miss…and then a dog humbly waiting for his food.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/14/2021 4:13:00 PM

so cute adding the dog into it at the end! I always enjoy reading this poetry form

Carol Louise Moon
Date: 12/17/2021 11:40:00 AM

Thanks, Andrea. I hope you caught the connection between me being short-changed and my dog keeping an eye on his dinner bowl. After I feed him, he often begs for more, as if I have somehow short-changed him. That little stinker!