I'm a Pointer-Whippet
I like to go on walks
and pounce away after I poop
one day I got free from the reins
and chased after some game
it turned out to be a stray dog
i stayed in tunnel vision - it's quite a fog
my mom ran after me
as far as she could
she ran back to get the car
like a good mom should
she was worried and cried
she thought I had died
but there i was standing on a corner
a few blocks over
i didn't know where I was
but then i heard my mom
i heard my name to come
and i leaped and bounded to her like I had done nothing wrong
i hopped in the car
tired from running so far
that night I was so happy to crawl in bed
bone and all to rest my little black head
i love my mom's lap
especially after that neighborhood lap
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