My eyes are brown
On my head sits a crown
I love jester, the clown
But I hate the gate keepers frown
I may look small but I'm quite grown
What I know, you will be blown
My pets, I have two, which I own
One has given me a bone as a loan
So I can give to the other who moans
You have guessed, I am talking about my dogs
Who always play hide'n' seek near the piled logs
I hate when I accidentally kick a frog
Near the logs where we play
Resting on the green grass, together we lay
At the days end, when mother sees my muddy face
The lecture starts from this case to nutcase
Nonetheless, my mother loves me dearly
Afterall I am her little princess, Ely...


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