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  • Jenny

Puppy Ponderings

I should have named you Alice

Curiouser and curiouser you are

What’s behind the couch?

What’s in the box?

(How many boxes ARE there?)

Who’s at the door?

What’s scurrying under the fence?

Where are they going without me?

All the sniffing and the alertness

Your senses must be on overload

So much to see, to smell, to taste, to touch, to hear

If you could speak, you would always ask “Why?”

You would love to fall down a rabbit hole

And keep your questions burning

Seeking answers at every turn

But at the end of the day, sweet adventurer

Your curiosity is only quelled

In the contentment of a lap and belly rub


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