Through the Eyes of Daisy

Daisy Mae

My name is Daisy, looking at you, or Daisy Mae to be fully true.

You see my color of black is true, but tonight I feel the color of blue.

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Odd people were here, may one, no two, painting the walls, it’s smells phew

I bumped her leg, for something to do, she said no, what’s a dog to do?

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I pick up my bone and begin to chew, I found a great holder, her old yard shoe

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This was not fun, so left it askew, I stretch out long, yeah, I am looking at you.

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I am bored, just wanting something to do, she said no, what’s a dog to do.

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My name is Daisy, since I’ve nothing to do, I send out a hello especially for you.

Anita Neal

And as always remember to be kind to all kinds.

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Pug-amus Wisdom, Twitter Tale #128

Come one, come all as I tell you a tale

Of wisdom I gathered though I am frail

One concerning my masters who throw me in the cold

To do my business, good grief this really gets old

Will spring or warmth ever show their bright side?

I think not as I snuggle with blanky deep inside

It’s me, I am Max, with thoughts that I ponder

Over here, over there and way out yonder.

As I rush out that door and swing by the chair

There is my friend Rabbit and we play statue and stare.

Our game is forgotten with a loud sounding crash

As the monsters next door send the squirrels in a dash

Last round through the yard, ever checking, ever more,

But there is nothing to see so I head for the door

Then I head for the kitchen for a small tiny treat.

Now, it’s on to the couch where I sleep ‘til we eat.

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As we follow LindaGHill for our creative Jot, mine does not follow the Wednesday 1 liner plot.