Kindle refuses to eat dog food,
Says will cook his own soup,
I tell him he can do the cooking,
If he promises to clean the kitchen.
He wags the tail and licks my cheek,
And makes it all wet and smelly,
He paces between me and the door,
While I put on shoes to go outdoor.
Kindle gets a hundred to shop,
Veggies, meat and a cooking pot,
We go to the shop and buy everything,
See how happy is Kindle shopping!
We fill many bags and head back home,
And bump into the little Ms Jone,
She has long ears and shiny fur,
And our big burly Kindle falls in love.
He leaves my side and runs to her,
They play and jump everywhere,
Then Kindle tears open the bags of food,
Happily they scatter and munch on the loot!
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