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May 2020
I have a little dog
His name is Joy.
He jumps, runs
And plays with his toy.

He has little teeth
As white as milk.
His hair is brown
As soft as silk.

When he is hungry
He wags his tail.
He yelps, whines
And looks very pale.

There's is nothing
He cannot eat.
Whether it's cookies,
Bread or meat.

When he is happy
Turns round and round.
He squirms like an eel
On the ground.
Krishan Kumar
Written by
Krishan Kumar  24/M/New Delhi
(24/M/New Delhi)   
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