Pupper Doggos

Fact, not all Doggos are good bois,
Because sometimes, they are good girls.
This pupper, in her bed she curls,
Surrounded by mountains of toys.

Lazily, she gets right up,
Ready for a long days drive.
To her last house we arrive
“We are here, little pup.”

Jumped out the car, ran straight to the gate,
Sniffin’ every smell that comes her way.
A day on a drive, is a great day,
Here once again, like it is fate.

Here we’ve been, half the day,
Boiling hot, the sun burning down.
To the pool, we all sit around,
Now to go home, days burnt away.

This sleepy pupper is no normal girl,
She’s cute and soft and a little bit fat.
But she’ll love you forever, just like that,
‘Cause she’s the best girl, bundled in a curl.