The Rogue

Swish, swish, swish, his tail sweeps the air,
Shining eyes, he crouches there.

Arcing high, the ball flies up,
Leaping now, my flying pup.

He takes the ball, prances ‘round,
Twinkle toes, not earthbound.

Come here, boy! but, oh, not he,
Away, away, chase after me!

Faster, farther, prancing still,
He smiles at me, such a pill.

Lets me near, then lies down,
I come near, he’s gone, confound!

Coy now, he comes to me,
Eyes ablaze, fun to see.

He drops the ball, I pick it up,
Adrip, adrip, oh yuck!

Shining eyes, he crouches there,
Swish, swish, swish, his tail sweeps the air.

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