Guard Dog

Summer sits and twiddles her hair, as she waits
for her parents to return from a party affair.

The house starts to creek, and the dog barks loudly,
but she continues to write her poem on poemhunter proudly.

The noises of the night are whistling through her front door,
and the dog begins to bark even more.

BE QUIET PETEY! she yelled at her pup,
who was constantly barking, and wouldn't give up.

She kept typing in fear of the sounds,
because poetry calms one's imagination that abounds.

The dog began to growl even more,
as Summer heard someone enter the front door.

Summer hid under her handy computer chair,
as she listened for further action there.

She heard someone walk across the entry way, 'Summer? '
she heard her own mom say.

Summer was scared she must tell you, and
she confesses apprieciating having her little guard dog petey too.

For my puppy Petey

by Summer Song

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This is really cute and sweet