I see a dog on my lawn pooping.
I get angry as I see his owner not pick it up.
I grab my BB gun and take aim at the dog.
I woke up and realize it was just a dream.
(No dogs were harmed in the making of this poem)
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Fall is here
The temperature is dropping,
strong winds are coming
Leaves are falling
Geese and ducks are leaving,
Owls are staying
Plants and flowers are wilting
Civilians wearing warm clothing and drinking hot beverages
A smiley hat gift gets picked up on the way for someone’s first birthday
Passing time in a hospital by eating an orange
Touch the cactus if you want
Having toast by the beach with my friend the octopus
