Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

There’s muddy pawprints everywhere

Because of all the flooding…

In spite of doing all I can

I’m always traipsing mud in.

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She says I’m more important

Than her rug or reputation…

I’m glad of that assurance

Given all the devastation…

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She says it’s not my fault

My feet are furry and collect it…

And put a blanket down

Upon my sofa to protect it…

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She says she’s glad we’ve just a rug

And hard floors all the rage…

Not wall to wall Axminster

In a dodgy shade of beige.

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She says her knees are aching

With the scrubbing she’s being doing…

And that, if I’m not careful,

That I too will need shampooing!

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But if she says she’s bathing me

Just ‘cause I brought outside in…

I’ll dig a hole beneath the fence

And find a den to hide in!

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