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Jan 17
His nose is as cold
as a brass doorknob
and wet as a whistle

His tail has a white tip
like the froth on top of
a creamy Cappuccino

He is taller than a field
of uncut hay with stilts
to cross a flooded river

His ears are similar to
page marks of a well
read copy of Ulysses

His eyes are what one
would expect to find on
a collectors Teddy Bear

He has four white paws
which is all one cannot
see because it’s snowing
Ryan O'Leary
Written by
Ryan O'Leary  Mallow.
(Mallow.)   
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