Sunshine's First Litter:

by Scott Cole   May 15, 2016


First thing every morning
She lets her doggies out,
Her five little puppies
That seldom ever pout.

The first little puppy
Her name is Glow,
Even at nightime
Mama knows where she goes.

So she's always happy
For she never gets lost,
Always asleep in her bed
Before the morning frost.

The second little puppy
His name is Bright,
The leader of the pack
When their all outta sight.

So he's always happy
Cause he calls the shots,
When to return home
Or when they should not.

The third little puppy
His name is Shine,
The cutest little puppy
To give off a sunshine.

So he's always happy
Mama knows where he's at,
Always the first one home
On mama's welcome mat.

The fourth little puppy
Her name is Golden,
The fairest skin color
Mama ever has woven.

So she's always happy
Mama's pride and joy,
Who's always escorted home
By the older two boys.

The last little puppy
His name is Pitch,
The runt of the litter
With alittle small glitch.

For he's never happy
Until the sun lacks,
The black sheep of the family
Who mama calls pitch black.

Five little doggies
From mama's first litter,
And each one is special
In spite of their flicker.

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