Puppy

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By Ivy Jordan

A wonderful present handed to me? Present for my sister, not me? I guess it’s always this way To always receive gifts From someone who else? I took a peek at the cage A puppy! I exclaimed I shouted in surprise and express my joy I never gaze upon such a puppy so coy My spirits somehow opened my eyes To a wonderful new meaning of life A puppy I would truly love I am so thankful of a gift blessed from above. Jordan 2005

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