She kept going
Around and around
On the carscell
At the airport
A soft
Fluffy flame like puff
Is beside the girls
Bag.

She was looking
for her bag
As the flame puff comes around
The girl notices
And
Scoops up the tiny puff

What luck
A girl finds a puff
A cute puff
As she leaves with her new pet
The puff nuzzles the girl
“What a loving pet”
The girl thought
Then it’s when
The girl names her
Ball
The looks at the she puff
And asks

“How can something so loveable come
From an airport?”