Puppy's First Bath
Pop, splash.
Bubbles overflowed the ceramic tub as I scrubbed
At the little white puppy’s lamb like fur
While she pounced amongst the sea of bubbles.
Pop, splash.
She jumped out and shook
Not waiting for her towel
She darted outside through
The doggie-door
Leaving a trail of water behind.
Pop, splash.
It is time for a new
Bath.
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