The puggies
Were buggy
When I knocked on the door
I could hear their
Claws a-clatter
On the laminate floor
Abby yipped
And slipped
Max let out a loud yap
Thomas grinned
Drool on the chin
And he began to clap
The pugs bumped
Thomas jumped
Until on the couch they all sat
Hold the alarm
Pugs mean no harm
They’re smaller than our cats
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