Finger-Wagger
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My Doberman Pinscher won best of show
and was strutting around like a peacock.
One judge was none too pleased and let me know,
while scrutinizing my dog like a hawk.
She was a sarcastic bitter old prune,
treating both me and my dog with disdain.
And swore he'd be stripped of his standing soon,
she preferred the Schnauzer, and made that plain.
Unfortunately, as dogs often do
he lifted his leg and started to pee.
Her shoe would have to do, since there’s no loo,
and it got a resounding laugh from me.
After sullying this finger-wagger,
he walked with a champion's swagger.
(Sonnet)
09,02,2019
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Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2019
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